Thursday, September 21, 2006
Em (as we're pulling out from the church) - Mom, laugh!
Me - Ha, ha ha.
Em - Laugh again!
Me - La, la la.
Em - Not like that! Say "Hose, hose hose."
Me - Hose hose hose.
Em - Huh? I said the wrong word. Say "Ho ho ho."
Me - Ho ho ho.
Em - You're like Santa Claus! Hey, Santa goes to Christmas!
Me - What does he do there?
Em - He brings smelly socks!
Me - What does he do with them?
Em - He puts them in the laundry!
Today I tried a new recipe - "Chipotle Mashed Sweet Potatoes" - and while I liked it (as did Jeff) the children did not. Not originally from this region, I really had no idea how spicy these little chipotles are. I followed the recipe and hadn't tasted it yet (although my first clue should have been that a spot on my chin was burning were I had touched it with chipotle-laced fingers but I didn't know that was what it was from) when Emmie spooned a big bite into her mouth and then yelled and grabbed her tongue. I didn't make her eat it.
Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom]
Subscribe to Posts [Atom]