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)'re LARGE!" How very true. 

1 comment:

Jen said...

My sister Becky used to eat sour cream by the giant spoonful out the fridge when she was a kid. She loved it! I would try to come eat some and she would say it was her medicine and mine was butter. So I would eat the butter and she'd eat the sour cream. No wonder my cholesterol is high!