You know how you’ll cook or assemble something to eat, and someone will ask, with genuine interest or approval, “What’s in this?” And you tell them?
There’s nothing like a kid (or a picky adult) for asking that question in a tone of darkest suspicion. That puts my back right up.
The kids learned early on to watch their tone when they asked that question. I gave the same reply to, “What is this?” “What’s this stuff?” “What are those green things?”
“Poison.”
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Today, Charlie and I have been married 38 years. Here are my celebratory nails.
A WRITING PROMPT FROM ME TO YOU: Write about a suspicious celebration.
MA
Ally Bean
August 21, 2019 at 7:45amBrilliant response. Love it.
Marian Allen
August 21, 2019 at 8:40amI mean, seriously? I was a picky eater, but back in my day you had two choices for dinner: Eat it, or sit in front of it while it gets cold and then eat it. I don’t approve of that, but sometimes….
Roy A Ackerman, PhD, EA
August 21, 2019 at 9:20amThat’s always been my answer. It shuts ’em up fast.
Dan antion
August 21, 2019 at 3:11pmI grew up with those same two choices, and almost everything was worse once it got cold.
Marian Allen
August 21, 2019 at 4:10pmYou are so right! Luckily for me, I had a grandfather who would “help me out” when nobody was looking.
Deborah
August 21, 2019 at 3:54pmLOL! Great response! Congratulations to you and Charlie! May you have many, many happy more years together!
Marian Allen
August 21, 2019 at 4:10pmThank you for your kind wishes. They’re much appreciated. <3
Joanne Sisco
August 22, 2019 at 6:54amHa! My mother used to say the same thing ?
Marian Allen
August 22, 2019 at 9:09amREALLY??? I’ll have to tell my kids I’m not the only one. lol!
Joanne Sisco
August 22, 2019 at 7:15pmMy mom was a little colourful ?
joey
September 2, 2019 at 5:51pmImma keep that in mind! I took smoked sausage out today and it went like this:
The Boy: Smoked sausage!
Me: Yes
The Boy: What are you gonna do with it?
Me: Cook it.
Long pause as I slice and lay it on foil on the icky cookie sheet.
The Boy: Just cook it? Cook it how?
I look at him. Is he serious?
Me: Just cook it, like this, in the oven.
I mean, how many times do you lay your sausage out on a cookie sheet with foil and then POP it in the MICROWAVE (that we don’t own) or set it on the electric stovetop, or throw it on the grill?
Is he serious?
When’s he cookin my smoked sausage in a new and exciting way?!? Does he want to chop everything ever and make jambalaya? Well, does he?!?
Marian Allen
September 3, 2019 at 8:18amYou don’t own a microwave? You don’t own a microwave? I mean, seriously. You don’t own a microwave? How do you reheat your coffee???
Also: I have never, ever, ever in my life sliced smoked sausage and cooked it, like that, in the oven. I slice it or chunk it and boil it with potatoes and cabbage or potatoes and sauerkraut. Or grill it whole or chunked. Slice it and lay it out and bake it in the oven. Huh.