If a three-year-old offers you a plastic slice of pizza topped with a wooden block and a plastic grape, you take a bite. You don't ask about the flavor profile. You don't question the health codes. You just eat the invisible food and say it’s delicious. This is the unwritten law of the toddler-run kitchen, a place where the logic of the real world goes to die and is replaced by something much more entertaining. It is a world where a tea party can turn into a high-stakes negotiation over who gets the blue spoon in a matter of seconds.
We often overlook the sheer comedy of how children mimic our
