I’ve been making a lot of green smoothies lately in an attempt to painlessly increase my fruit and vegetable intake. I love them (usually). The Seven-Year-Old is much less enthusiastic.
The Seven-Year-Old, eying the concoction I was spooning out of the blender: “What is that stuff?”
Mommyo, cheerfully: “My smoothie. Want some?”
The Seven-Year-Old, disgustedly: “Definitely not.”
Mommyo, determinedly cheerfully: “Ok. You can say no to frozen spinach yogurt blueberry apple deliciousness if you want.”
The Seven-Year-Old: “It’s the spinach yogurt part. I don’t think that would be very good.”
- The Five-Year-Old cooks breakfast (Caterpickles)