A few nights ago Mabel wouldn't eat her dinner (this happens most nights but we're just talking about one specific night). She knows that unless she finishes her dinner she can't have anything else to eat for the rest of the night.
I finished eating and started to clean up the dinner mess while everyone else finished eating.
Eventually everyone finished and left the table, so I moved on to cleaning the table off. Mabel's plate was left there with food on it so I scraped her plate off and stuck it in the dishwasher.
As I'm wiping the table off, Bret comes out (with Mabel in tow) and asks me, "Did Mabel finish her dinner?"
I said, "No."
He started laughing and told me Mabel had come back to the bedroom where he was and said, "I'm ready for my candy. I ate all my dinner. But don't ask Mommy."
She is going to make a marvelous teenager.
December 2013
10 years ago
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