OK- We’ll Ask

The lass got to spend more shopping time with the Wife tonight. The Wife passed on an amusing exchange with the lass during the ride home.

the lass: Mom, can me and my brother go to Meme and Grandpa’s house again this Summer without you?

the Wife: Of course- you really like going to Meme and Grandpa’s house?

the lass: Yep. We get to make my salad and my brother’s potatoes.

the Wife: What’s your salad?

the lass: It’s got lettuce and tomatoes and cucumbers and carrots and croutons in it and I like it better than your salad.

I’ll interrupt this conversation to note that during the summer we pretty regularly serve the kids a salad. It almost always consists of the exact same ingredients.

Back to the conversation:

the Wife: Well, how come you like it better?

the lass: Because I make it.

the Wife: Why don’t you make it here at home?

the lass: Because you never ask.

the Wife: OH….what are your brother’s potatoes?

the lass: Potatoes.

the Wife: Are they made with anything?

the lass: Potatoes.

The Wife gave up trying to get further details at that point.