A half eaten brownie lay on a plate on the table. I gobbled it up as I cleaned up the kitchen.
This is the conversation that ensued:
Megan: Hey! Somebody ATE my brownie!
Me: Sorry honey. It was me. I ate it when I cleaned up the table.
Megan: Moms don’t eat little girls’ brownies?!?!
I have got to stop eating abandoned food. It isn’t good for my reputation….or the size of my backside.

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