And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair. ~ Kahlil Gibran

Thursday, June 26, 2008


Big Sprout: What kind of chicken are we having?

Me: That's not chicken, it's a roast

Big Sprout (huffing): I call EVERYTHING chicken!

Me: Okay, it's a beef chicken, then.

1 comment:

Kati said...

ROFLMBO!!!!! That's a conversation to write down for later. Imagine telling her kids one day that at one point their Mom insisted on calling ALL kinds of meat "chicken". *wink* Or, remind her of that when one of her kids does something that causes a good head-shaking moment for her.