Sunday, April 24, 2011

Ginger?!

I woke up this morning (or maybe it was yesterday, they're all the same now) and waddled downstairs to be greeted with a kiss and--

"So I tried that trail  mix we bought you at Trader Joe's--BLECH," Matthew makes a disgusted/offended face. "All the fruit tastes like ginger! What did you do to it?!" He glares at me accusingly.

I blinked.

"That's because it is ginger, Matthew."

Haha, love it. :)


1 comment:

Whitney Hinckley said...

Oh, men. Sometimes I think they are here just to keep us entertained.