What would happen if you let the littlest people in your life plan dinner? We’re going to find out on Wednesday.
Last night, as Mr. Mister and I were taking a walk I asked him if he wanted to plan the menu for Wacky Wednesday. The Mister is 2-1/2 and he definitely has some strong opinions about which foods he likes and which ones are “de-yucky” (his own word for opposite of delicious). He was agreeable even though I am pretty sure that he doesn’t exactly get the full concept of Wacky Wednesday.
He was enthusiastic and shouted, I mean suggested, “tomatoes and apples!”
I told him that sounded good and asked if we needed anything to drink? As it was near 90 degrees and I was hot, I suggested lemonade. He responded “okay.” But then he quickly changed his mind and asked “Smoothies?” (Which, when he says it comes out more like smooooodies).
After a little more back-and-forth he settled on a main dish of Peanut Butter Sandwiches. Which I found interesting. In our house, if you don’t like what I cook for dinner your only opt-out option is a peanut butter sandwich and/or plain yogurt. But peanut butter is his favorite food and in this day of peanut-free summer camp, daycare and schools it seems like kids today don’t eat as much pb as I certainly did as a kid. He turned down the idea of any kind of condiments such as honey or jelly but did suggest lettuce might be a good.
So, that’s our menu for Wednesday:
- Peanut Butter Sandwiches
Unfortunately, his ideas for ambiance will most likely go unrealized. He suggested a picnic at the beach while watching a parade. Apparently he took my suggestion for planning things he likes in stride.