HotDog3.jpgAt dinner last night, Husband and I talked about the menu for Thanksgiving Dinner.

The peanut gallery felt compelled to weigh in.

Loudly.

Caleb: I WILL NOT EAT THAT TURKEY. TURKEY’S YUCKY. AND I DO NOT LIKE PIE. I WANT CAKE.

Liam, infinitely more reasonable now that he’s eight: I will eat some turkey. With salt only. No gravy. No stuffing. I hate mashed potatoes. And I only want ice cream for dessert, not pie. I hate pie. It has fruit in it.

He thought for a moment, then added: Can we have soda with Thanksgiving because it’s a holiday?

Caleb, not to be outdone: I want tanksgivn HOT DOG. On a BUN. With KETCHUP.