Tonight at dinner, Benjamin had every excuse in the book not to eat his dinner. Exasperated, I said to him, "Benjamin, you asked for pizza, eat your pizza!"
He smiled back at me, and said, "No. I don't want it. I'll give it to my dog."
(As most of you know... we don't have a dog.)
1 comment:
That's one thing i don't quite get yet from America... you have laws to have your kids were helmets, but big motorcycles who are bigger and faster and get in much more trouble don't...
Thanks!
Leontien
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