Little Miss Thing, age 6: “Show me a picture of me on your phone.”
Me: “Here, I’ve got Instagram open so let’s just look at my feed.”
LMT: “Why are there so many pictures of food?”
Me: “That’s just what I post.”
LMT: “You think about food too much.”
Little Miss Thing, age 6: “Show me a picture of me on your phone.”
Me: “Here, I’ve got Instagram open so let’s just look at my feed.”
LMT: “Why are there so many pictures of food?”
Me: “That’s just what I post.”
LMT: “You think about food too much.”
Dinner party. Food and drinks are free but the lines are long. So I’m sitting in a recliner and paying my kids $0.25 per trip to go get me drinks and little plates of appetizers. They are thrilled and keep squeeing, “Now I’m rich!” Best money I’ve ever spent.
Little Miss Thing, age 5: “My favorite food is peanut butter. I get to say pee and butt. See… PEE-nut BUTT-er.”
Me: “Yes, I’m very proud.”