So, no one ever tells you about this type of toddler conundrum...
Tonight we were sitting at my parent's dining table in California after dishing up some deeeelish Chinese food (of which I can't get in Alaska). The much spoiled grandchild was sitting at the head of the table flanked by Granny and Papa.
While he was busy tasting all of the dishes, I noticed that he was enjoying his veggies. So I speared a piece of sautéed squash and passed it to Granny to give to E. He took it, and papa said, "mmmmh a cucumber." I didn't want him to be surprised when he tasted it, so I explained that it was a piece of squash.
E looked at it, grabbed it off his fork and squeezed it.
As the liquid dripped out of it, I exclaimed at him, "Oh, don't do that!"
He said, "squash."
And then I got it. Squash.
My son squashed the squash.
That's toddler logic for you!!!