Thursday, January 28, 2010

How Did We Get There?

I was going to do a bit of venting about the fracas at dinner tonight, but then my son meekly knocked on my door and came in to apologize, so, never mind.

When I cook beans for dinner I'm really not out to ruin his evening, but somehow it often does. We told him, as he sat there on the verge of a mental and emotional breakdown over his bowl, that someday he might have a girlfriend who's a lousy cook, but he would need to be able to choke down whatever she makes in order not to hurt her feelings. His response?

"I'm allowed to have a girlfriend?!"

Oh boy...

1 comment:

the mozas said...

Oh you make me laugh...what is it with boys...sometimes Adrian says NO to everything I offer...and then when he has nothing and I'm eating my dinner, he comes and sits on my lap and steals it ALL!!!!