Middle Daughter, Youngest Daughter and I were all enjoying dinner together last night. The menu? Baked potatoes done on the grill so that skin was blackened, delmonico steaks done medium rare, grilled asparagus, and a tin-foil pack containing vidalia onion slices, tomato, squash, fresh picked basil, and a red pepper all drizzled with evoo, kosher salt, and black pepper.
Honestly, these meals are some of my favorite times with the girls. We always end up talking and laughing about so many things and they also tell me things that are on their mind that they want my opinion about...like who has bigger eyes, and if that is based on overall eye size or just the iris. The consensus is that MD has bigger eyes but that YD has bigger irises.
At one point in the conversation YD said that MD is OCD because she thinks the radio is too loud on 11 and always has to turn it down to 10. I said thinking it too loud isn't OCD but if she had to turn it down to 10 for the number to be even, well that might be OCD. YD said that she was going to put it on 12 then which cracked me up.
YD daughter said (and I quote), "Are you laughing because 12 isn't even like 10, 15, or 20?" When she said that MD spit her milk out of mouth on to her plate of food and we couldn't stop laughing.
Well...It makes me smile to type it out...
Posted by bbarton at August 10, 2006 01:31 PM