Come to the Party

I'm standing next to the stove, stirring crabapple jam this afternoon.  The Banana bounces in from her play kitchen with a plate of wooden and plastic food in her hand (a cookie, peas, mashed potatoes, a hamburger, cheese, and a slice of bread).  

"Mama!  I'm having a party!  Come to my party!  You can eat this food like this (she smacks her lips really loud).  Just like a pig, Mama!"