Sunday, April 03, 2011

 

Me and My Wine

Yesterday morning, I overheard a conversation my five year old (Lex) was having with my seven year old (Bek). They were sitting at the kitchen table and Lex had picked up a glass of juice that I had left there earlier in the morning.

She sniffed the juice and said to her sister, “I want to drink this. But is it mommy’s wine?”

To which Bek replied, “No, Mom doesn’t usually drink wine for breakfast.”

I announced myself with a “HEY! For the record, I never drink wine at breakfast!”

They started giggling (for real, I don’t drink wine for breakfast).

But I do drink wine every night while I make dinner.

A few weeks ago, Dave was making a Lego house with the girls while I was making dinner. The house was a cross section (like a doll house). They were putting together the inside rooms and Dave says, “And here is where Mommy can drink her wine.”

I looked at him and asked defensively, “Do you have something you want to say to me?”

He laughed and said, “Relax!” as he turned the house around and there was a little Lego table with a little Lego wine bottle and two little Lego wine glasses.

Right.

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