What's not ever going to be for dinner?
I don't have kids yet, but I know I will be a good mom one day. And when that time comes, I know exactly what I will NOT be serving my little crumbsnatchers for din-din: This evening-meal-of-terror-on-a-stick!
So, they're suggesting that people should give kids chicken nuggets, "biscuit dough" and squash on a pointy object? I don't need to have my own brood of foodies-to-be to predict how that scene would go down at the average dinner table. The nuggets would be inhaled. The squash, otherwise known as "green and yellow-y thingies," would end up on the floor where the dogs would sniff them for a second before looking back up, praying (and preying) for a clumsy kid and a stray nugget. The honeyed biscuit pieces would, without a doubt, end up stuffed into an ear or a nostril, or thrown across the table at another child. And once the novelty of biscuit-throwing was over (and the dogs had snagged the spoils of the doughy warfare), the kids would be left with no choice but to swordfight with the skewers.
Yeah. Just what Dr. Spock ordered.