Monday, December 12, 2005
Guess what's on t.v. tonight? And in the spirit we had roast beef for dinner. I don't want to eat roast beast. My sons states. It's not roast beast, it's roast beef, and it's good. Typical mother talk. We sit in silence eating dinner; dry leather roast beef, not beast, but really tastes like some rotten beast meat.... You know what? I say...You do not have to eat this, because it really does not taste very good. My child bursts into tears (of relief?) and says Thank YOU, because this is the worst tasting thing I have ever eaten in my life. All 4 years of it. What a contrast to the heart-warming lunch. Highs and lows of a day in my life.
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8:55 PM
I love little kids and their ways. My nephew suprised me for my birthday yesterday [with the help of his dad for the driving and such]. He's 5 and I adore him more than myself. He followed me everywhere and sat in my lap the whole day and wanted me to carry him everywhere.
I don't eat roast beast either.