At dinner last night, Husband and I talked about the menu for Thanksgiving Dinner.
The peanut gallery felt compelled to weigh in.
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.
So, Liam: pumpkin pie ain’t fruit, it’s a veggie and your and your baby bro LOVED scooping out the guts of the pumpkin with Unca William at Halloween, SO YOU COULD AT LEAST TRY ONE BITE, RIGHT? Besides, it’s spicy and you LOVE spice!
And Caleb, don’t you think you could pretend that the turkey was a big piece of cake and try a bite? Do it for Grandma, and to set a good example for Cousin ‘Tilda…ok?
Whatever you all eat or don’t eat today, have a wonderful time with your mommy, daddy, brother, cousin, aunt, and uncles. OK?