We always have a variety of lunch meats in the fridge. We’re careful not to open more than one package at a time, so as to reduce spoilage, but it’s always fun to see what’s up next on the food docket. Yesterday, we used the last of the turkey, and this morning, I noticed that my husband had opened the chicken. I love this one!
Claire was watching me get some out of the container.
“I don’t want turkey today, Momma,” she said.
“This isn’t turkey, Claire. It’s chicken!”
“Chicken? It looks like turkey.”
“I know it looks kinda like the turkey, but it’s not. It’s actually chicken. You’ve had it before and liked it. Here, try some.”
“Well, what does it taste like, Momma?”
“It tastes like chicken!” I said with a little too much enthusiasm. I love stumbling into random situations that require the usage of such cliche phrases.
She didn’t understand why I couldn’t stop laughing. 
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Did you get the, “My Mommy’s totally nuts look?” I love that one.
did she eat it/
Mia, that’s funny! No, she was just confused and then started laughing, too.
Terra, she ate it! And, she loved it. She has had it before and liked it then…but you never know with a preschooler!