Conversations with C - I know my husband.
Feb. 10th, 2009 08:39 pmM: I'm making soup
C: Okay
M: *heats up 1,5 litres of water*
C: *comes into the kitchen, looks in pot* "I don't want any soup"
M: Are you sure?
C: Yup! No soup! *leaves*
M: *continues to make soup for 2+ people*
15 mins later and the house smells of soup.
C: *comes into the kitchen again and grabs a bowl and a spoon* "Soup! Soup! Soup!"
C: Okay
M: *heats up 1,5 litres of water*
C: *comes into the kitchen, looks in pot* "I don't want any soup"
M: Are you sure?
C: Yup! No soup! *leaves*
M: *continues to make soup for 2+ people*
15 mins later and the house smells of soup.
C: *comes into the kitchen again and grabs a bowl and a spoon* "Soup! Soup! Soup!"
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Date: 2009-02-10 08:30 pm (UTC)j: No, I don't want any Lemon Cake. I'm full.
m: *cuts slice for self* Sure you don't want a bite?
j: just a little taste.
m: *cuts little bite-size piece for J* *Procedes to eat own cake*
j: * steals m's cake*
!!!
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Date: 2009-02-10 08:33 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-02-11 04:03 pm (UTC)So being my dad's daughter, I cut her a tiny sliver: the tiniest sliver of dessert you ever saw, in fact.
She's never done that again.
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Date: 2009-02-11 07:51 pm (UTC)