Why do we call them “hot dogs” and expect kids to eat them?
One of the first words my daughter learned was “hot,” which of course was associated with “No!”, “Don’t touch!”, and “Run for your life!” So when a plate of food was set in front of her and Mama said, “Blah blah blah HOT blah!” she would certainly have nothing to do with it.
Then she learned what “dog” meant, with its close ties to “kitty,” “bunny” and “dolly,” so as expected she looked at me with horror when I suggested that she eat one.
Two strikes, in this case, and you’re out.
I’ve started to call them “weiners,” a la Oscar Meyer.
We shouldn’t run into any trouble there for a while.