Benjamin has dinner with his grandparents every Monday night while I take the boys to skating. He loves this time with all the attention of the adults, but (as with all my kids) is yet to be in love with the idea of dinner. (Seriously, my kids eat all their food at breakfast time and almost nothing after that!)
The other day he came back after dinner and I asked him "What did you have to eat tonight?"
"It was gross."
"What was it?"
"It was germs. Nothin' but germs, germs, germs."
That's our Ben :)