A little dinner conversation....

So tonight at dinner, Morgan asks,

"Mom, we have three little cans of root beer (you know the half sized cans from Walmart?) out in the fridge, can Paige, Carson, and me have them with dinner?

I debated for a minute, and then said OK. I was feeling a little guilty telling them no when I had already had more than my share of diet Cherry Coke that day. It isn't their fault that I am such a rotten example, they cannot help that I love that bubbly stuff. (Just so you know, we don't so this every night for dinner, they just begged for those cute little soda's at Walmart, and I had a week moment!)

So Morgan goes to the garage and gets the pop, and gives one to her brother and sister. Paige promptly turns the can around to read the label and excitedly tells us:

This pop has zero fattness!

She does not know how bad I wish that were true.

We might need to explain how calories work next!

Next my little boy opens his pop, pours it in a cup, and starts licking it like a kitty. We were about to tell him to stop, when he looked at all of us and said:

MMMMMM....... TASTY!!!

We all started laughing, and so after that every bite of his dinner he would tell us again! Lucky for us, never a dull moment at dinner !!