January 25, 2006 @ 6:03 am | Filed under: These People Crack Me Up
"So, Bean," I ask, "what would you like for your birthday lunch and dinner?"
Her eyes light up. This is a family tradition; the birthday girl or boy gets to choose the day’s menu. She ponders.
"For lunch, French toast!" she announces, fairly crackling with joy. Then her expression shifts: now she is virtuous. "And for dinner, a good meal. You know, something you make that I won’t eat much of."
Beanie, Aged 6, Already Grappling with the Challenges of Aging Parents
The grass is always greener…
No, Dear, That Would be the Cucumber Sandwiches
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