17 April 2008

Three Meals


Me, asking about her day at school: What did you have for lunch today?
Her: Meat.
Me: What kind of meat?
Her: Cooked.

Turned out to have been pot roast - cooked, indeed.


Verbatim text message received from my husband, relaying a conversation he'd had with her over dinner when I was elsewhere:

Is that ketchup? No it's
cocktail sauce. What's that?
It's kind of like ketchup, but
with horseradish in it. Oh, we
can't kill horses!



S said...

she's so adorable!

Janet said...

me: Dad, what do you want for dinner?

Dad: food.

Jenn @ Juggling Life said...

I want her to come cook for me.

the queen said...

Just wanted you to know I'm thinking of you.

Very Mary said...

Not even cooked horse?

Antropóloga said...

I love it. Such a delightful girl.

needleinahaystack said...

Miss M...well she is divine!

painted maypole said...

no, we can't kill horses

Emily said...

You cut the video just before she flipped the omelette in the air and caught it right side down in the pan, didn't you.

Queen Goob said...

Cooked is good at our house, too. As long as the food isn't trying to escape captivity and running off of the plate it will get eaten.

What a doll! I miss cute kids. Heck my kids aren't even funny anymore; I'd settle for a day or two of pleasant or non-argumentative at this point.

Victoria said...

So cute!! Save the horses! LOL!

Julie Pippert said...

You gotta love the literal age. And she's so adorable.

lilypotter said...

Very cute!