
Mama was setting the plate on the table.
"Come here, Sammy," she said. Sammy was a small three year old boy. He walked over to the table and looked at the plate.
"What's this?" Sammy asked.
"It's dinner," Mama said. "Go sit down and I'll serve it."
Sammy looked at the plate and furrowed his eyebrows. "It looks stupid," he said.
Mama laughed. "It doesn't look stupid. It looks delicious. I made it just for you."
Sammy still wasn't sure if he wanted to eat it. But Mama said it was delicious, so he picked up his fork and started eating. It was yummy! Mama was right.
