Birthdays are a big deal when you're turning seven. In first grade world, we always have to sing, wear a birthday hat, eat some treats, etc. Not to mention if the birthday cake isn't on the calendar, we throw a fit.
But I digress again.
So on this particular day, a mother brought dirt pudding in for a birthday treat for her daughter's school party. If you're not familiar with dirt pudding, it's chocolate pudding with Oreo cookies crumbled on top to look like topsoil. This particular mom knew her audience and also included a gummy worm in the dirt and a little flower on top.
A couple of my kids were new to dirt pudding and were a little concerned:
"Is this really dirt?"
"Are we supposed to really eat this?"
Then we had to have a little meeting about how it's not really dirt, it's chocolate pudding, etc.
As someone who finds kids really funny, it was enough for me that they thought we'd actually feed them dirt and call it a treat...happy birthday, here's some dirt...okey dokey...but the story got better. I walked around the room as they ate and asked one kid, "So...does it really taste like dirt?"
His reply still cracks me up:
"No way, this does NOT taste like dirt at all. Dirt is crunchy and gets stuck in your teeth."
Somehow I wasn't surprised that this kid had eaten dirt before...and probably some other questionable stuff.