The kids are spending most of the summer with their dad, so I’m experiencing a shortage of blog material. 😉
This actually happened at a family reunion in April, but I had forgotten about it until a few days ago. It was a weekend-long gathering, so any desserts that survived one meal would be set out for the next one. At one point, we had two dishes of different brownies. Bennett said he wanted chocolate so I asked him which one he wanted.
“I want the mush one.”
“Uh…the mush one? This one?”
“No. The mush one.”
“Ah, that one?”
No! The mush one!”
At this point, my uncle is standing on the other side of the table, and he’s amused at my frustration.
“I don’t understand what you want!”
“The chocolate mush stuff people eat.”
*sigh* “Chocolate mousse?”
“There is no chocolate mousse. Do you want a brownie?”
“Okay.” Continue reading