Blurp!

For the trip out to Hawaii, I packed a bag of food. Airline lunch is provided, but Kris takes few chances with such.

For myself, I packed a raspberry yogurt, an Odwalla B Monster, an apple, and a huge salad of lettuce, cashews, cheese and dressing (on the side!). I packed Kris blueberries, a plain yogurt (brown cow!), guacamole and chips, an apple and a scone.

Contrast our bag with the bag of the family of four with a huge group of friends (putting the adult to child ratio at about 1:4) next to us, which consisted of cookies, doritos, cheetos and the token good thing, raisins.

When lunch was served, Kris pulled out his yogurt and his blueberries. After stirring his yogurt (full fat, whole milk yogurt - mmmmmmmmm!), he picked up one of the blueberries, and threw it into his yogurt. As in, he pulled back, snapped his arm down, flicked his wrist, and flung the blueberry into the yogurt at supersonic speed.

It went "blurp!"

And made a nice crater in the yogurt cup.

I turned to watch, giggling as each new blueberry disappeared into the yogurt. After a good dozen blurp!s, the collection of blueberries at the top of the yogurt started to thicken.

The next blueberry didn't embed itself into the yogurt, as the previous ones did. Instead, it bounced off the top blueberry, ricocheting off the closed window and into the row in front of us, presumably onto the lap of the 4 year old in the seat.

Clearly, growing up doesn't mean you can't keep playing with your food.