Claire is not one to delay finishing off her food. By the end of the meal, she was beyond happy--giddy really--that her tummy was no longer vacant.
Lydia was assigned the official taste tester while my sister and I whipped up our Thanksgiving meal. She ate it and also essayed the grub as a potential beauty product, smothering it on her face, cheeks and hands and hair.
Next time I'll take Evelyn seriously when she says she's not hungry and would rather take a nap . . .
A flawless evil villain mustache composed entirely of tasty chocolate!
I don't know many kids that wouldn't be ecstatic to be eating chocolate pudding topped with whipped cream!