Saturday, May 12, 2012

Marriage 392, Lecture 66: Who took the cookies from the cookie jar?

After my friend visited overnight with her teenage son. SH had a meeting and didn't have breakfast with us.

SH [on the phone]: Is there any of that breakfast sausage left? (The sausage from my uncle, the sausage maker extraordinaire.)

Me: What do you think?

SH: I think no.

Me: You would be correct.

SH: I was a teenager once. I remember.

Not that I minded at all that Teenage Son ate the sausages. I offered them to him. Each time I asked if he wanted more, he said, "Yes, ma'am." He didn't ask for more. He only took what was offered. I kept asking until they were gone. He was my guest.

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