So tonight for dinner we had tacos. I love Mexican food and my goal in life has been to raise children who love it as much as I do. I must brag on myself, I have succeeded!!!
I made refried beans to go with the tacos, but I only used one can instead of two. The following conversation took place:
Me: (to husband) "I'm sorry, I didn't make very many beans tonight, I only had one can."
Hubby: "I probably won't eat very many anyway. I'm tired of farting."
(we think farts are funny around here...)
Mady: "I'm not tired of farting. I've only farted once today."
My other goal in life is to make sure that my children will like their Mexican food spicy. (I mean...it's really not any good if it's not...am I right?) I'll brag again, I have succeeded!!!
Mady had already eaten two tacos, both had hot sauce on them. She was going for a record three tacos. As my husband was helping Mady put number three together she said,
"I don't want sauce on this one, it burned my breath."
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