Setting: I'm in the kitchen loading the dishwasher before cooking dinner. Enter Oldest Child.
Oldest Child, staring at package of ground turkey: "What's for dinner?"
Me: "Worms."
OC: "MOM!"
Me: "What?"
OC: "That's gross! No, really, what's for dinner?"
Me: "Worms."
OC: "Stop it. Tell me, what's for dinner?"
Me: "What do you think?"
OC: "Um, tacos?"
Me: "Tacos, or picadillo. Which do you prefer?"
OC: "Um, picadillo."
Me: "Okay, worms it is!" :::cackle maniacally:::
OC: "Ew, I feel sick now." :::sulks away:::
Thursday, August 26, 2010
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I really like your blog. I miss your posts. Where did you go? Please come back.
Sincerely,
A sister incompetent homemaker
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