He got a cookie mid-meal. Yeah, I know...cookie, mid-meal?! Hey, if your kid was backed up in the pooper all day, complaining of "boo boo tummy," and couldn't get things moving down there despite his best efforts and then FINALLY got some action going, even if it was poor timing (like say, as soon as we started chewing) and it landed where it was supposed to (aka the potty), then you'd give him a cookie too. Anyhoo, since the cookie was right next to the meal's accompanying "dip," which was homemade BBQ sauce containing hoisin sauce, orange juice concentrate, BBQ sauce and some other random things; I'd have thought it an unlikely companion to a Girl Scout Thin Mint. I was wrong.
Gross. That's all I can say now. Gross. Apparently, my son has the taste buds of, well, nothing. He has no taste buds at all. When asked if that combination of flavors was pleasing to his palette, he did at least, respond with a negative. However, he continued to dip every bite of that cookie until it was gone. Blech!Oh, and by the way, the BBQ sauce is meant to accompany BBQ beef and orange kebobs, which are actually, quite tasty and go well with the sauce.
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Kate has LOVED dip since she was old enough to feed herself!!! Seriously two solid years of me coming up with creative dips for every meal possible. :) She's a HUGE ranch dip person and has been known to dip her brownie in it. Hee-hee.
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