(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.”
Sometimes I leave a Snickers bar in my car so I can eat it in an emergency.
And by “emergency”, I mean the moment I remember there is a Snickers bar in my car.
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.”