Billy was happily eating lunch the other day when he asked, “Can you give me some more cabbage?”
I looked at Kevin and at our plates trying to figure out what he thought was cabbage. Sandwich? Bologna. Chips? Ruffles. Carrots and celery? Maybe.
So I asked him, “What’s cabbage?”
Billy said, “That white stuff!”
Oh. Ranch dip for the veggies. Of course. What else would he think was cabbage?