Spoons, forks... Whatever.

The other night we went over to Davids house for a visit. While there David and Lilly cooked dinner so we all sat down to eat.
Zack did his usual 'I don't like this' and 'I don't want to eat'. Blah blah blah.
After he ate all the meat and the corn, I told him to eat a few 'spoonfuls' of the mashed potatoes.

Let me just say it now...
Zack 1
Mom 0

He looked at me so seriously and said "Mom, I only have a fork."

How silly of me to think he could possibly eat a few spoonfuls when he didn't even have a spoon!

I tend to forget he takes things exactly as they are spoken.