“This toast is too buttery, Mama!” she scolded.[Too buttery? Is there such a thing?]
“I’m very sorry, Roo.” I responded.
“Next time you should use just a little less butter!” she said, instructively.
“O.K. Roo.”
She eyed me in a suspicious way, considering our exchange and then jumped down out of her chair, walked over to mine and beckoned for me to lean towards her.
When I was close enough, she whispered in my ear.
“I still love you,” she said.
20 comments:
I'm with you. Too buttery? I guess we must always think of the others for they have no self-control. She's so sweet. It's nice to know you're loved.
I love that.
Thank goodness!
What does that mean? "Too buttery." I just don't understand that concept.
that's like walking into a party and saying there's too much beer
Wow, you narrowly slipped by that one.
I'm glad the excessive butter didn't break your bond. :)
Yep, an oxy-moron....like Too much bacon. my kids eat butter right out of the dish.
Awwww, too cute! What an adorable little nutcase:)
Too precious!
I think SHE could melt butter!
I still love you too. Love Grandma Seattle
Sweet. But I don't know how you can have too much butter.
Awwww.
Oh, so sweet.
"I still love you," is a phrase Graham and I say to each other every day, too. Cute.
Very thoughtful little monkey.
Precious!
Heck - good thing you weren't sacked!!
You've lived in Champaign-Urbana, too? Amazing! Anyway, I've read just about all of your archives now and haven't commented up to this point. I'm loving your blog. You're quite inspirational actually. Thank you OTJ! You're helping me find my parenting zen. And the funny! Thanks for the funny!
Aww... that's so sweet.
Hey, I use the word "buttery" too! I'm not sure if there is such a word though, because you can never have too much butter on your toast, lol.
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