My Amazing Little Guy

We were at BD's Mongolian Grill last night (tasty!). Benjamin was being Benjamin. To be fair, it was late and they were tired, so it was to be expected. Benjamin kept saying he wanted to get a cherry cheesecake dessert. They were only $2, so we let him choose his own. He is a chocolate fiend, so we were pretty sure he wouldn't like it much. He didn't. Jacob chose to share a full-size dessert with Greg. A chocolatey, gooey mess of deliciousness. Benjamin wanted this, but only said so once Greg and Jacob were done with it. Benjamin then dropped his spoon on the floor. Our server was only somewhat competent, so it seemed like we'd be done before he brought a replacement spoon. Instead, I asked Jacob to go get a spoon from the soup/salad bar for Benjamin. It was, no surprise, a soup spoon. That doesn't work very well with a tall, skinny glass for ice cream sundaes. Benjamin didn't want to use anyone else's spoon. I cleaned Greg's off and offered it to him. Nope, he didn't want it. He didn't want the soup soon.

And then, Jacob came up with a brilliant idea. "Hey, I can take the spoon over there (the soup/salad bar area)   and pretend to come back with it!"

Would it really work?

Jacob went off with the cleaned off tall spoon and took his time going to the soup/salad bar area. He came back and presented Benjamin with Greg's cleaned off tall spoon.

It worked like a charm.