Backstory: We have a rule in our home. It states that if you come to the table and complain about the meal that someone else prepared for your edification, you are cordially invited to go complain in your room while the others eat the yucky food.
For April Fool’s Day today, Monica and I made a meatloaf “cake” with mashed potato “frosting,” decorated with ketchup and sliced grape tomatoes. Caleb loves hamburger, mashed potatoes, and ketchup but was nevertheless very suspicious of the entire ensemble.
Caleb (5): Mom, what’s the white stuff?
Mom: Mashed potatoes.
Caleb: Mom, you should’ve made it with chocolate chips ?because I like chocolate chips.
[pause, looks at mom]
Caleb: I’m not complaining. I’m just saying I don’t like that kind of cake.