When my son was about 4 he was invited to eat at a friend’s house. His friend’s mom called me,said Chris didn’t want to eat. Said he was almost acting like he was a _afraid_of the food! I was puzzled. Chris was not a picky eater. I asked her what they were having for dinner. She said, “Fish sticks.”
Fish sticks were a staple around our house. Never any problem. So I asked to talk to him.
“What’s up?” I asked.
“Well, she asked if I wanted retarded sauce so I wasn’t sure if I should have that!” he said.
I just cracked up. I assured him it was OK to eat tartar sauce!
If I was only 4 and someone wanted to give me retarded sauce I’d want to call my mom too!
It was the only time he ever showed discretion and it was over tartar sauce. SMH.