Monday, July 28, 2008

Dinnertime.

The following conversation took place 40 seconds ago:

Me: What do you want for dinner, La?

La: Peanut Butter and Jelly!

Me: That's not really a dinner food. What did you have for lunch at school today?

La: Peanut Butter and Jelly.

Me: Then you CERTAINLY cannot have Peanut Butter and Jelly for dinner tonight! I think you should have some peas.

La: I was just kidding.

Me: About what?

La: About having Peanut Butter and Jelly for lunch.

Me: Oh yeah? Well then what did you REALLY have for lunch?

La: Peas.

Oh the trickery. And at such a young age. 

2 comments:

Aunt M said...

She is SO going through a stinker stage... hopefully this doesn't have anything to do with giving the bro-man away... I'm sure it doesn't :-O

kswen said...

HOLD UP THERE LIL SIS. This aint got nothin to do with giving the darn dog away.

This is nothing new. She's been manipulating me with her antics since she was in the womb.