My girls like to give me a hard time. They really, really like making me crazy. See I've been a vegetarian for just shy of two years now, and still hardly a meal goes by where the little knuckleheads don't ask me "Momma, is there meat in this?" To which I respond "No. Duh."
I especially like when they ask me something like..."Are these hotdogs real?" And I get to say that of course they are real, you can see them sitting on your plate, right? They are real tofu dogs, sillies.
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