The Great Mustard Mix-Up
Grandma Rose was having a tea party. She set out cups, tiny cakes, and a jar of honey. Her honey jar and her mustard jar looked just alike. Both were short and round, and both held something yellow.
Mr. Fenn, her neighbor, sat down. He took a big spoonful from a jar and stirred it into his tea. He took a sip. His eyebrows jumped up to the top of his head.
"Rose," he said politely, "this is the boldest tea I have ever had."
Grandma Rose tasted it and made a face like a squished prune. She had grabbed the mustard!
They laughed until their cups wobbled. Then Grandma Rose found a marker. On the honey jar she drew a bee. On the mustard jar she drew a hot dog.
"Now we will never mix them up again," she said. Mr. Fenn drank a fresh cup with real honey. "Much better," he said.