mike-er-wave magic?

So, we went to Apple Ridge Apple Orchard today, and it was really fun. We took a wagon ride, and there were lots of animals and a fun corn maze that we enjoyed. Ben's favorite part was picking stuff. He picked an apple off a tree when he wasn't supposed to - and promptly ate the whole thing, (core included). He begged me to let him pick an old dead, bug-eaten ear of corn from the corn maze. I figured there was probably no harm in it because it was dead anyway - they can't sell it or anything, so I let him pick it and put it in our goody bag - Shhh! don't tell anyone we're neighborhood miscreants! :) We got home, and pulled all our treasures out of the bag to evaluate our spoils (a small dirty pumpkin, some little apples, and a dead ear of corn), and, to my dismay, Ben's greatest heart's desire is still the old dead corn. He immediately started to pull the husks off the ear.

Katie- "Honey, you know that is hard and gross don't you - it's not for eating."

Ben- "No it's not gross."

Then, he bites it - "Oh. It is hard mom."

K- "See, I told you. Moms are right sometimes."

B- "Mom, put it in the mike-er-wave and then it will be soft again."

Funny kid.