(Eating at a BBQ restaurant)
Little Miss Thing, age 6: “Can we go now?”
Me: “I’m almost done.”
LMT: “You don’t have to eat all of it, you know.”
Me: “Yes… yes I do.”
(Eating at a BBQ restaurant)
Little Miss Thing, age 6: “Can we go now?”
Me: “I’m almost done.”
LMT: “You don’t have to eat all of it, you know.”
Me: “Yes… yes I do.”
Danger Monkey, age 9: “I don’t like tofu.”
Me: “You love edamame, and tofu is just edamame that’s been mushed up into bars. Plus there are peanuts and peppers and broccoli… you won’t even notice the tofu.”
DM: “I guess I’ll try it.”
(SNARF)
Me: “Well, you’re eating it pretty fast. What’s your favorite part?”
DM: “The tofu.”
9 year old boy: “WHOA… your Dad is a GIANT.”
Danger Monkey, age 9: “Yeah. It’s not really a big deal.”
Boy: “Uhhh… it’s literally a big deal.”
DM: “You get used to it.”