Amelia funny

This actually happened last spring, and I may have even written something then.  However, I'm afraid I didn't write it down, so I'm doing it now.  I'm doing now because I'm still laughing about this.


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Amelia, William and Gemma spent the day with our baby sitter/day care provider/friend while I had to work and the kids were off of school.  Her children and ours play together reasonably well most of the time and BOTH sets of kids love this special treat.  I always offer to pack lunch for the kids to make this easier for her, but she usually declines because it is easier to feed everyone the same thing.  Ie: If I bring something she doesn't have on hand, it is guaranteed that her kids will desperately want what I packed which will lead to unhappiness.  So, I usually don't pack a lunch and pay extra for the days she is feeding our crew.

I returned several hours later when my class I teach was over and asked how the day went.

The sitter replied that they kids had played and played and played together.  Everything was wonderful until lunchtime.  For lunch, the sitter told the kids that they would be having spaghetti.

Amelia LOVES spaghetti.  She loves noodles and she loves tomatoey sauce.  She likes it when I make it mildly flavored or when I spice it up.  The loves all varieties of noodles and is extremely accommodating to most alterations to our recipe - I follow a general recipe, but it rarely turns out the same twice.

When the kids were called to the table for lunch, Amelia was so horrified by the spaghetti, she refused to eat any of her lunch.

See, the sitter made spaghetti-o's.  This was NOT spaghetti in her book.

Later in the car we discussed:

Amelia: MOM.  MOM.
Mom: What Amelia?
Amelia:  Mooooooom!  (insert sitter's name) said we would have spaghetti for lunch!  But it wasn't TRUE!  She made something with noodles, but is was NOT spaghetti.
Mom: Oh.  That sounds interesting*.  What did you think?
Amelia: (voice gets louder and louder)  She called it spaghetti, BUT IT WAS NOT SPAGHETTI.  I did not like it. I did not eat any lunch.  I can't believe she thinks THAT IS SPAGHETTI.
Mom: Amelia!  She made you lunch.  You don't have to like it, but you have to be polite.  I hope you were polite and said "thank you"!
Amelia: I was polite!  I said, "No thank you because that is NOT spaghetti."  I did not like it at ALL mom.  It was not spaghetti.  I didn't eat ANY MORE OF IT.  It was awful!
Mom: Okay, Amelia.  (make a mental note to call our sitter and apologize for Amelia's impolite behavior).  Let's talk about something else now - what games did you play?
Amelia: Humph.
William: (in a quiet voice)  I loved that spaghetti.  I ate all of it.  It was awesome.
Amelia: GAHHHHHHHHHHH!  MOOOOOOOOM!



*For the record, I am not a fan of the spaghetti-o's either.  They smell funny and I think they taste funny.  I'm not opposed to other people eating them, I just would prefer not to eat them.  Or smell them.