Thursday, April 15, 2010

true

I was growing increasingly frustrated with Bens complete disregard for my repeated questioning of what he wanted me to make him for breakfast. After repeating the options for the third time meeting with absolute silence, I said (in a very exasperated tone) "BENJAMIN! What. Do you want. For breakfast?" To which Ben responded (in an equally exasperated tone) "MOOOOMMMM! I'm just thinkin about it. Breakfast is the most importantist meal of the day-ay." Hard to argue with that.

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