Tuesday, December 14, 2010

something my psych degree finally proved good for

At dinner tonight, Maddy was trying to get the red sauce off the penne pasta, rubbing it off with her fingers. "I don't like it" she says to me.
"Why don't you lick it off?" I respond. 
And she does, proceeding to eat it all.
Stifling laughter I ask, "Did it work?" 
She nods.

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