The Frog Sandwich and magic milk are things I made for kids and grandkids.
Yeah, we had fun.
by Marian Allen
Lana woke up from her morning nap wishing she could tell the other kids at preschool about Mommy, but she had promised not to. They had talked about good secrets that you should keep and bad secrets that you should tell, and Lana had decided this was a good secret and she ought to keep it.
She heard Mommy in the kitchen, setting the table for lunch. Click went Mommy’s shiny white plate with green flowers around the edge. Clack went Lana’s plastic plate with Pocahontas on it.
Lana got up, tucked Muggly Bear in, and padded into the kitchen in her sock feet.
Mommy looked and smiled. “Hey, there, Sunshine! Have a nice nap?”
“I dreamed about you being magic.”
“That’s funny, because I made you a frog-head sandwich for lunch.”
Lana scrambled onto her booster seat so she could see what kind of frog she had today.
- Cut circles from two pieces of bread, or just cut off the crusts in a vaguely frog-head-like manner.
- Put in whatever your child likes to eat.
- Put a long, thin, edible thing sticking out of the middle of the lower edge. This is the tongue.
- Put two roundish things on top of the sandwich. These are the eyes.
- Feel free to sprinkle raisins or other small finger food around to represent flies.
Match filling, tongue, and eyes, of course. Some examples are:
- ham, pickle, olives
- peanut butter, celery, raisins
- chicken, lettuce, water chestnuts
Mommy said, “What do you want to drink?”
She asked every day, and every day, Lana said, “Chocolate milk.”
“What’s the magic word?”
Lana took a baby carrot from the bowl between her plates and nibbled it while Mommy clattered behind her. Not looking was part of the fun.
“Oh, darn it! We don’t have any chocolate milk! You’ll have to have this regular old white stuff.”
Lana play-frowned at the glass, the offending white liquid making R2D2 and C3PO look like they were standing in the snow.
“Make it chocolate, Mommy! Please!”
“I can’t. You’ll have to do it.” She handed Lana a spoon. “Use your magic wand.”
Lana stuck the spoon all the way to the bottom of the glass. “Abracadabra, please, and thank you,” she intoned, and stirred.
Chocolate swirled up and through the milk, leaving it all good and brown.
“Wow!” Mommy hugged her and took the spoon to the sink. “Good job!”
She had peeked once and knew the secret: Mommy poured the milk, then squirted a bunch of chocolate syrup right down the middle. The syrup sank to the bottom, invisible until Lana stirred. That wasn’t magic, it was just fun.
When they were finished, Mommy helped her dress for preschool.
On the way out the back door, Mommy half-turned and snapped her fingers.
The dishes slid off the table and into the sink. Water ran. Dish soap squirted. Plates and glasses and spoons and cups clinked and rattled.
“I hate to come home to a dirty kitchen,” Mommy said.
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