Where's the respect?!
Where's the awe and adoration?
I'm in the process of frying some ground beef for chili, to make chili- cheese nachos for supper.
Thomas began waxing eloquent on the beauty of having a refrigerator that would be eternally stocked with cooked, roast deer meat and cooked ground beef.
I think he's hungry.
His Sister wondered what the point of that would be, and got into some of the subtleties of seasoning ground beef for different dishes.
Thomas expostulated that it's a magic fridge! There's a little midget inside seasoning the ground beef any way you want.
At which point Hillary, without missing a beat, said there's a little midget out here doing that already.
There are how many days til school starts?
Good thing they didn't get their sense of humour from me! (in that I still have mine)