Thanksgiving...Preschool Style

Today I was allowed to join the big kids at their annual "Preschool Thanksgiving Celebration".  We ate applesauce, cinnamon muffins, cheese cubes & mini sausages (as for me, LOTS of mini sausages).
While dining on this feast, the little boy sitting next to my Mom pointed at me and asked her:
"Is that yours?"
Her reply: "Yes.  Would you like him?"
Boy: "No thanks, I have one at home."
Mom: "A little brother?"
Boy: "No, a dog."
Mom: "?Hmm? He's not a dog. Why would you say that?"
Boy: "Because he's eating his muffin off the floor & he bit me while we were waiting in the food line."
Mom: "Oh.  I guess you're right."
Boy: "I usually am."

Now, I feel compelled to tell you that said boy pushed me out of the line to get the mini sausages (my sister even saw), and THAT was the straw that broke the camel's back.
NEVER get between a boy & his food or I WILL go canine on your ass!

Table Manners

My  parents really struggle with the fine line between consistently teaching good table manners & just giving in and laughing at my antics.  Frankly, sometimes it's just TOO DAMN FUNNY NOT TO LAUGH!
Anyone want to join us for dinner?