Sunday, August 19, 2007

We go together . . .

Not that anyone who knows us needs more proof, but I offer this brief account of a moment this evening, just for fun.

Sass decided that she didn't like her dinner tonight (Parmesan chicken with pasta, green beans), so she didn't eat it. No problem. I don't make a fuss about stuff like that, but that's what's offered.

Later she decided that she wanted dessert. Nope, sorry. Eating dinner means you can have dessert, so I said no. Not to mention, this was just as I was telling her it was time for bed. Oh, the horror! The injustice of it all!

Sass wailed, "Mamaaaaa!"

Skeeter and I immediately responded, "Ooooh, oooh, oooh, oooooh!" (from Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody).

We smiled at each other and spent a happy few minutes thinking of new lyrics. :)

1 comment:

Alkelda the Gleeful said...

Man oh man! I wouldn't have turned down Parmesan chicken with green beans, especially if you were making it. Our kids aren't going to appreciate our cooking until they're out of the house.

My mom just left today after spending two weeks with us. She cooked almost every night, and we loved it. Loved it, I tell you!