When my daughter was about three-years-old we were out for dinner with friends. She had ordered a dessert called Tuxedo Mousse, which were layers of milk, dark and white chocolate mousse. As the server walked away she leaned over and whispered loudly
"d'you know what part of the mousse I'm gonna eat first, Mummy?"
As I shook my head she, with a smile of anticipation, proudly announced
I was lucky enough to not have anything - especially liquid - in my mouth or else I would've christened everyone at the table I'm sure... She still remembers this incident (or so she says) and every once in a while brings it up.
Yummy yummy antlers.