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Friendsgiving - Kid Approved

Last time, I described the thought process behind the beverage selection for Friendsgiving (there were juice boxes). That led to quite a bit of hilarity around the juice boxes, but the juice was not the only item on the menu that led to some full-on laughter. No, the other food managed to make an impression, too. More importantly, it managed to make an impression on the munchkins that were involved with Friendsgiving.

I mentioned last time that one of those munchkins was a precocious fourteen month old. I know it's common for parents to gush about their child's accomplishments and potential, but this particular child impressed both the Mild Wife and me by picking up on words and incorporating them into her vocabulary very quickly. She was clamoring for juice a few minutes after walking in the door, and she'd never even heard the word or had the contents before. Like I said, she was a quick study.

The really amusing part, though, came after she tasted the food. While she didn't partake in the juice boxes, she did partake in the rest of the food. That meant that she tasted, and simultaneously learned the words for, turkey and green beans. Well, as it turns out, she liked those two dishes. I know this because she then asked for more of those two things (side note: if a munchkin is asking for seconds of something you made, you know you did a good job with it. They don't lie about those things).

However, she was still a munchkin, so she wanted to walk around and explore the rest of the house. So, she would walk around the couch, and sort of casually ask for more turkey. She wasn't being demanding, she just legitimately wanted a bite of turkey in that moment. It was endearing in the moment, but the Mild Wife would later make this twice as hilarious by positing an adult in the situation. Imagine just sort of walking around and hoping that turkey showed up in your mouth. You'd say, "I need some green beans in my life now," and then they would magically appear. I think I laughed even harder once that mental image had taken residence in my brain.

Better yet, that was not the only food item that drew a positive review. One of the other munchkins apparently liked the cheesecake we made. Now, he didn't actually tell us this, in the moment or after the fact. However, his mother did point out to us that many days later, that her son had remarked that I was, "really nice. And good at making cheesecake, and [I] showed [him] where the bathroom was." I've paraphrased it a tad to simplify the quote, but the actual sentiment and sentence structure was all his. As a result, I have resolved two things. I am going to have to continue to make that cheesecake, and I will also try to know where the bathrooms are located. You never know when either of those things might get you appreciated.

All in all, the Mild Wife and I were pretty happy that the food was appreciated, including by the munchkins. We're going to have to keep making those items, and inviting over the friends with kids. Their food critiques are most definitely worth the price of admission.

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