Driving home from a you-pick ranch, before my daughter began singing a song she made up about a vegetable farm, we had the following conversation:
Me: What should I wear on my date with Daddy tonight?
V: A peanut butter sandwich!
Husband and I looked at eachother and giggled, he seemed to perk up.
Husband to me, quietly: Like on Varsity Blues...?
Me: I could eat a peanut butter sandwich on my date with Daddy, but what should I wear?
V, clearly annoyed that I'm asking her the same question again: A PEANUT BUTTER
SANDWICH!
Me: How would I wear a peanut butter sandwich?
V: With socks and a jacket.
Well, that's that. I hope I don't get arrested on my date...
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