The Kiwi

Tonight at dinner we ate a kiwi. I can't remember if I've ever shared a kiwi with my kids before. I think of the kiwi as a rather exotic fruit, one that should be appreciated and savored. Two-year-olds and four-year-olds do not appreciate. They first snarf & then drool. So tonight, I held the small fruit up to the children and asked them what color they thought it was on the inside. I got no response, so I prompted them by saying, "It's a nice brown color on the outside, what color will it be on the inside?". Quinn said, "White.". Max nodded and said, "White.". I turned to Mae who goes, "Hmmmm, pink.". I smiled, cut the kiwi in half and Quinn yelled, "GREEN!". The other two were equally impressed at the emerald color. I passed out slices to everyone and they popped them in their mouths (Quinn reluctantly, as he had said just seconds before that he was sure he didn't like it....). After a few chews Max said he liked it. A few more chews and Quinn calls out, "I like kiweed, Ma!". Kiweed. I hope that one sticks. :)