Today, after one full week of the Eat Local Challenge under our belts, I took the Preschooler to a Carnival-themed party at his friend’s house. There were snacks and games and prizes and such. The Preschooler camped out in front of the food table for at least 45 minutes, scarfing down pretzels and potato chips by the fistful. Every once in a while, he’d stop to take a breath and say something like:
Him: Mommy, these pretzels are REALLY good. Aren’t they good, Mommy?
Me: (with mouth full of pretzels) Uh huh, really good.
Him: The chips are good, too.
Me: (with mouth full of chips) Good, yeah.
Him: And the hot dog…
Me: I’m way ahead of you.
Him: Yeah…this is the best hot dog I ever had.
Me: Mmmhmmm. (Sweet Jesus, don’t make me go back home.)