Wednesday, October 31, 2007
The day Mommy almost inadvertantly ruined barbecue
Halloween, late afternoon. Mommy is helping Boy put on his Halloween costume to go out trick or treating. He's a pirate. Auntie made great pirate costumes for both Boy and Girl. As Mommy is putting on Boy's pirate vest, she bumps his ribs. Owww. Oh I'm sorry Mommy says, did I bump your ribs? Boy looks concerned. His face falls. Ribs? People Ribs? We eat people ribs? It dawned on me that the only experience Boy has with ribs are pork ribs. I like to break out the smoker and make ribs a couple times a year. Boy goes to town on them. Good times. He never gave any thought to the idea that he, himself, also has ribs. He suddenly went back in time to the last time he ate ribs and in his 4-year old mind, for one split second he thought that he had actually eaten people ribs. We explained that he has people ribs, we don't eat people ribs.
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