Meaning of Love -- 08 December 2002
The other day, I brought home a couple of choco candy sprinkled for GI and RD upon request. While MacGyver was watching the DVD of Harry Potter, they ate their donuts. Nine-year old GI ate his without a much ado but RD, who's almost five, tackled his by going through the icing first. Just as I expected, RD gave up after he'd licked off all the topping. I was carrying MyGirl at the time so RD handed over his half-eaten donut to his Dad (lucky me). MacGyver was kind enough to finish off the donut. What a guy!
Yesterday, we passed by the supermarket and I got them donuts again. This time I instructed RD to eat his donut properly. I told him he was not allowed to lick off the icing.
As they were finishing off their donuts, we discussed our previous donut experience. On MacGyver's finishing RD's half-eaten donut, GI had this to say, "Isn't that the meaning of love?" Sweet, but still ...
We all laughed then I mischievously asked, "GI, do you love me?"
He reluctantly answered, "Yes... but...," giving me a pleading look that indicated '... but please don't make me eat a half-eaten licked off donut.'
The other day, I brought home a couple of choco candy sprinkled for GI and RD upon request. While MacGyver was watching the DVD of Harry Potter, they ate their donuts. Nine-year old GI ate his without a much ado but RD, who's almost five, tackled his by going through the icing first. Just as I expected, RD gave up after he'd licked off all the topping. I was carrying MyGirl at the time so RD handed over his half-eaten donut to his Dad (lucky me). MacGyver was kind enough to finish off the donut. What a guy!
Yesterday, we passed by the supermarket and I got them donuts again. This time I instructed RD to eat his donut properly. I told him he was not allowed to lick off the icing.
As they were finishing off their donuts, we discussed our previous donut experience. On MacGyver's finishing RD's half-eaten donut, GI had this to say, "Isn't that the meaning of love?" Sweet, but still ...
We all laughed then I mischievously asked, "GI, do you love me?"
He reluctantly answered, "Yes... but...," giving me a pleading look that indicated '... but please don't make me eat a half-eaten licked off donut.'
1 comment:
For some reason, this makes me think of Saturday afternoons watching The Edison Twins (mostly with J, but I'm pretty sure you were there, too) and drinking cream soda from a can.
The funny thing is, we don't normally have cream soda. At all. You remember.
I think Father had bought some because it was a new thing in the supermarket so we could try it.
And it wasn't even that great a show, nor that great a drink. I remember thinking it was for younger kids when I was watching it.
But we watched it anyway, it was still nice to do something together, something to look forward to. And even better with cream soda.
Z
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