Fritz has a backpack for hiking that is 1″ too big in the waist. He’s got 5 months until Philmont to grow into it. At dinner the other evening, Bill mentioned his father’s idea of feeding Twinkies to Fritz to put some weight on his skinny body.
“What’s a Twinkie?” asked Katie. Most of the kids had blank looks as well. Bill cast accusing eyes on me, as though I had deprived my children of some vital life experience. What can I say? Twinkies seem to be lunch box food. We don’t do lunch boxes.
When polled, NONE of my children could identify a Twinkie, not even my older boys. So, we headed to the grocery store just to buy a package to have for dessert. A box of 10 was over $3 – one other reason I rarely buy stuff like this.
Now they all know what a Twinkie is. And three of the kids don’t like them.