Ammon Delight

While shopping at Walmart last week, I ran into these sword cocktail picks.  Having just had a fondue party, and living in a household of boys, I knew we had to have these.  I even bought two packages in case I can't ever find them again.

Yesterday, I found myself crunched for time as I had a quilt that needed to be finished before bedtime (and I didn't have it in my hands until about 2 o'clock in the afternoon). 

I was trying to figure out what to make for dinner, when I remembered I had a package of cocktail sausages that I bought for New Year's and never made.  Then, I remembered the sword picks.  And then, my friends, I remembered the scripture story we're reading right now...the story of Ammon defending King Lamoni's sheep.  And it occurred to me...

What little boy wouldn't want to eat bloody arms with a sword?

And so we did.  And I made twice baked potatoes to go with them.  As I was stuffing the potato skins, I realized that if you use your imagination (and mozzarella cheese instead of cheddar), they kind of look like sheep.

And Ammon Delight was born.  The boys chose to place their sheep on the "grassy hill".

Unfortunately, a few of the "sheep" did not survive, as the boys discovered they could spoon red sauce over top, and stab them with a sword as well.  (okay, maybe their Mom discovered it first and showed them...)

You can also fit 8 or 9 pea's on a sword pick at the same time.

It's the little things in life...