“Eat your worm guts and finish drinking your milk!”
“Mom, it’s not milk. It’s blendered frog eyeballs.”
“Fine. Finish your worm guts and drink your blendered frog eyeballs, and if you’re lucky I’ll let you have some frozen cat puke for dessert.”
“Can I have gut balls on mine?”
“Of course! How else would you eat frozen cat puke???”
My son started giggling and my little girl started chanting, “Gut balls! Gut balls!”
This is why my husband refuses to take us out for dinner anymore.