This morning, Blondie was going to visit another school, and I had her hurrying to get her lunch made for her return to her regular class. She asked what fruit she could take, and I told her I bought a bunch of peaches from the farmer's market and to grab one of those. She was excited, because they are the first at our house for the summer season. Off we went.
Tonight she comes in and sits next to me on the couch and says, "Those peaches you bought were gross. They didn't taste like peaches."
Me: Maybe you need sugar on them.
Blondie: Nuh-uh. It didn't taste right
Brian: They tasted okay to me today.
Blondie: Look, I'll show you they were too brown.
Off she scampers into the kitchen, and then Brian started laughing. "Are you sure you ate a peach."
And then from around the corner of the kitchen door comes a hand holding a red potato (also purchased at the farmer's market - WITH DIRT STILL ON IT. "See they were gross."
I'm not sure what her first grade teacher, my colleague, now thinks about me sending a potato for snack at lunch and then my child trying to eat it, but I guess I'll find out on Monday.