Tonight Norah had her weekly dance class and I was left alone with "the boy." I enjoy him immensely, but he is very busy and it's hard to get anything accomplished. I was in charge of preparing dinner while the girls were gone, so Cole and I headed to the market. Cole LOVES the market and the trip was uneventful. Picked up some salad greens, ginger, firm tofu and baby wipes....the wipes were not for dinner.
Headed home and unpacked while Cole drew with chalk on the deck and brought leaves into the house. Unfortunately, dinner preparations were derailed by one moment. The following is a reenactment:
Cole @ my spice drawer: "SHAKE!" (wanting one of my spice containers)
Dadda: "Ok, bubby. Here's the fennel seed."
Cole: "MOE SHAKE!" translation - "I would like another container to shake, please"
Dadda: "Really!? Fine, I need to get something done, so here are the peppercorns."
Cole: "Dank goo." translation - "thank you"
Now I'm back to prepping greens in the big a$$ bowl and start grating the ginger for the salad dressing......
Dadda: "Bubby, I am not opening the peppercorns."
Dadda: "It's going to make a mess."
Cole: "OPEN! OPEN! OPEN!"
Dadda: "Where's the vacuum?"