So tonight during dinner I suggested the kids try something new- to put lettuce ON their bologna sandwich instead of eating it on the side. Crazy, I know. Well Gila made quite the face at this suggestion. This caused me to mutter under my breath, "I don't know whose kids these are but they aren't mine." Gila asked me what I meant when I said this. I explained that it shocked me that my children for the most part don't like most of the foods that I like.
WELL, you'd think I committed genocide with all of the righteous indignation that went on at our dinner table after this explanation. Gila in the know-it-all way that only a six year old girl can pull of starts in with, "We don't have to like the same kinds of food as you." Then Ezra jumps in "yeah, there is nothing wrong with liking different foods, everyone is different.". I looked at Greg and we burst out laughing because we both had the same reaction to our children's outbursts. "We are raising a bunch of liberals!!"
Posted by peninah at November 15, 2007 11:00 PM | TrackBackMy hopes are that we're raising a bunch of libertarians.
Posted by: Greg at November 16, 2007 09:01 AMSounds like you're raising a gaggle of Communists!
Posted by: The Enforcer at November 16, 2007 09:55 AMYou are raising kids that can think for themselves! Good for you!
Posted by: SaraK at November 16, 2007 11:50 AMThat is too cute. I can totally envision Gila and Ezra--and hear them, too--getting offended and saying that to you.
Posted by: jstein at November 19, 2007 10:09 PM