Friday, May 13, 2011

Hostage Situation

We were sitting around the dinner table recently, trying to get the kids to be quiet enough so we could say prayer and begin the meal.  Sometimes that takes a while.

R noticed the plate of freshly grilled food in the middle of the table.  She proceeded to stand on her chair and began a loud chant,  "I don't like that!  I don't like that!  I don't like that!"  Our requests for her to sit down were drowned out completely.  When her chant finally faded a little, J piped up,  "No, R.  It just LOOKS yucky.  But really, it's ok inside."

The meat WAS a little dark. 

By this time, R had climbed down off her chair and had hidden under the table to get farther away from the food she professed not to like.

J continued his efforts to convince her that it wasn't so bad by saying,  "R, Daddy burned the hostages.  But that's just on the outside.  Inside, they're ok."

What a relief! I'd hate to be married to a guy that burns hostages inside AND out.

1 comment:

Mom said...

Reminds me of a certain experiment with zucchini (made to taste like pineapple) when you were about J's age! Remember?