From there to here, from here to there, funny things are everywhere--Dr. Seuss
Friday, September 19, 2008
Sour Cream Cone
There was a little mix-up at dinner tonight. Big refused to eat and kept chanting "Cone, cone, cone..." It took me a while to realize that he thought the sour cream I served the kids with their quesadillas was ice cream, so he wanted it on a cone (I mean, all creams are the same, right?). Luckily, all it took was a taste to convince Big that he didn't want a sour cream cone after all.
Bud was just telling me how cool I am. It made me feel pretty good until he said, "You're so cool (followed by vague gestures toward my body)......you're LARGE!" How very true.