Kids like to play with food. It's inevitable. I can't tell you how many milk bubbles I've seen in my life as a mom! A couple of years ago, my kids were sitting at the kitchen table having lunch. A bologna sandwich was sitting in front of them. I watched as my son took out the slice of bologna and poked a hole through it with his finger.
"What are you doing, Bubba?" I asked.
"You'll see." He poked another hole across from the first. Then he poked another. When he was done, he held it up to his face. "How do you like my bologna face, Mama?"
I shook my head. "Nice, Bubba."
My daughter thought that was an excellent idea, too, so she made a bologna face. Soon both of my offspring were sporting bologna faces.
"You kids are full of bologna!" I said.
"No, we're not," my son said. Then he ate his bologna face. "But now I am!"