Sunday, May 1, 2011

Why go out when you can eat at home for free?

As Paul, Celeste and I readied ourselves to go out to dinner this past weekend, Sam scooted in to the kitchen in his pajamas to ask where we were all headed. We responded, simply, that we were going "out to eat." With arms raised, palms up, he sensibly demanded, gesturing to us and then to the refrigerator,"Why you go out to eat? This is you house! We have so much food here!" We stifled our laughter, because, hey, he had a point and explained ourselves like scolded teenagers caught buying fast food when our mom had made our lunches, that sometimes grownups like to go out and eat at restaurants. To try new foods, to not have to cook, to finish our sentences and not have to wash dishes. He seemed appeased by this answer and scooted back into the playroom to read stories.

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