Age: K+
Food: Utensils

Spork feels alone in a world full of spoons and forks. He's too pointy for the spoons and too round for the forks. One day a messy

Spoiler

baby

comes along with needs that forks and spoons cannot accommodate alone. Guess who has best of both worlds?

An interesting metaphor to a child of mixed race--especially being asked for the "billionth time...What are you, anyway?" Great for discussions about feeling alienated for how you look but there would need to be a delicate way to discuss the ending where his looks serve a practical purpose.