March 19, 2010

As I was doing the dishes tonight I heard my mother with my kids in the living room. Chris would laugh and say "read it again" and Rori would chime in "read book, read book". I thought that it was sweet they were spending time with Grandma and wondered if they were reading Elmo's Find It, or maybe a Clifford story. As I was finishing up the dishes I heard my mother say "That's a biscotti. Can you say biscotti? Rori would say "scotti" then Chris would tell my mother to do the cookies. I walk in and low and behold they were reading a cookbook. :Sigh: If it eventually leads them cooking dinner ( and me being off the hook) I will overlook the strangeness. But my son telling me "I love Martha Stewart, Mama"...there's no getting past that. All I can do is pray he marries an interior decorator named David who will decorate our house for free. Here's to positive thinking.