Saturday, January 12, 2008

With Age Comes...Dinner

Earlier this evening, Little Brother was complaining that he never gets to pick what we have for dinner.

Naturally, I gave him the Standard Mean-Mommy Answer: "When you have a job and earn money to buy food, and you learn how to cook the food, then you get to pick what you eat."

He thought about that for a minute and cheerfully said, "That's what I'll do! Just as soon as I'm SIX!"

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