Husby and I were discussing possible gift ideas for the Darling Child, who has recently shown an increase in imagination (see previous post). He had observed how much she had enjoyed playing with the Fischer Price playhouse at her Nana/Papa's house, and suggested we look into something along those lines.
"Lets get her a kitchen playset!" he enthused, delighted with his new idea.
"Honey," I reasoned, "who is going to show her how to use it?" He got quiet for a minute, pondering the reality of such a troublesome glitch.
"When is your sister coming into town?" he asked.
"February, probably."
"Oh. Good. One of these girls is going to have to learn how to cook. Seriously - where are we going to go for Thanksgiving in twenty years?"
Oooh, another sticky wicket. We fell silent for a moment, again pondering the bleak future of a Microwave Thanksgiving. Then inspiration struck...
"We'll go to my sister's house! She can totally cook Thanksgiving."
And so our holiday plans for 2028 are set, we are going to Aunt Lissa's house.
2 comments:
It's always good to plan ahead.
Boston Market could be out of business by then.
You really don't have to wait until 2028. 2010 will work for us. We can start teaching the girls now, so that in 20 years they can be cooking for us :)
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