It All Goes To The Same Place

When I was young, as any child would, I often made dinnertime more difficult than it had to be. It happens with every family—mom makes something for dinner that the child doesn’t recognize or doesn’t like and therefore refuses to quietly eat this particular item.

For some kids it’s vegetables and for other, stranger children is something that’s not a vegetable. Maybe it’s a new side dish that mom saw in a recipe book and decided to try. No matter, children aren’t easily fooled.

My mother always used to tell me “Nathaniel, just eat it. It all goes to the same place.”

For years I struggled with answering her when she set herself up with this particular defense. But now, being much older and wiser I realize that mother’s logic ended at the dinner table.

As a family that has done some extensive traveling, we never once picked up a hitchhiker along the way. Even if he was going to the same place.

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Posted on May 31, 2010, in Humor. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. This is probably why you just mix everything together now.

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