My silverware drawer is a compilation of a lot of random silverware.
A few 1970's grandma forks, a couple forks from college,
and all the rest that have joined the family along the way.
Well, with so much personality bursting out of one drawer,
it naturally causes a fair amount of controversy.
Controversy that usually sounds something like this,
"Ewww, I don't want that one, that's a boy fork."
or
"Ha, ha! Jack - you got a girl fork!"
(fork flying) "I'm not using a girl fork!!"
I really wasn't aware until recently that my flatware was gender specific.
I'm sure glad that's cleared up.
Heaven forbid any of us eat from the wrong-gendered utinsel.
Heaven forbid any of us eat from the wrong-gendered utinsel.
1 comment:
That is so funny because Camille just threw a major fit last night because I gave her a boy spoon! Where in the world do they get that from? Glad to know it's a kid thing and not a strong-willed Camille thing :)
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