Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Hatchet says...

At dinner tonight, surrounded on one side by mom with Logan and on the other side by Eric with Emma, I hunched over my chicken soup, inhaling it as quickly as I could.

"I feel like I'm surrounded by vultures!" I grumped into my unphotographed soup.

My mother and husband cackled. The babies remained grumpy, their restlessness entirely due to their hunger.

"If I don't eat, you don't eat!" I snarled at them between bites.

These babies have no patience whatsoever. Phooey.

1 comment:

Swistle said...

They're little milk vampires, aren't they?

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