Alright, the story goes like this. Audrey of course is the last
one at the dinner table every night. Last week was no exception.
Everyone had left the room and I was cleaning up. Ralph had grilled
Salmon on the BBQ. The conversation went as follows...
Krissy: Don't you just love Salmon, Audrey? It is my favorite fish.
Audrey: (Says nothing...just gives me a look like "you are crazy mom!")
Krissy: What? You know Salmon is fish right?
Audrey: NO!
Krissy: What did you think we were eating then?
Audrey: (really quiet and embarrassed) ?dog?
Krissy: What???
What else can you do... but laugh. She is my funny girl.
one at the dinner table every night. Last week was no exception.
Everyone had left the room and I was cleaning up. Ralph had grilled
Salmon on the BBQ. The conversation went as follows...
Krissy: Don't you just love Salmon, Audrey? It is my favorite fish.
Audrey: (Says nothing...just gives me a look like "you are crazy mom!")
Krissy: What? You know Salmon is fish right?
Audrey: NO!
Krissy: What did you think we were eating then?
Audrey: (really quiet and embarrassed) ?dog?
Krissy: What???
What else can you do... but laugh. She is my funny girl.
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