* originally written on 1/30
Tonight we were driving home from visiting Grandma T. and I made the mistake of asking the kids what they wanted for dinner. A rookie mistake, I know...
Evie: I want Spaghettios!
Jake: Oh... I am really craving Top Ramen.
Evie: No Jake! We are going to have Spaghettios.
Me: Okay you guys, you need to find a compromise... because I am NOT cooking 4 different meals tonight!
Jake: (quietly to his sister) Evie, don't you like Ramen? Because it is really yummy.
Evie: No Jake. I really like Spaghettios.
Brian: Hey you two, a compromise means that you both have to be willing to change your minds.
There was an intensely whispered conversation until we turned down our street.
Jake: Okay, so we both like chicken nuggets. Should we ask mom if we have some tater tots?
Evie: Yeah! I like tater tots!
Me: Hey guys, I also have a bag of onion rings in the freezer.
Jake: Oh yeah! I LOVE onion rings!
Me: I also have mini corn dogs...
Brian: (muttered as an aside to me) Why are you muddying the waters?
Jake and Evie: Yes! Corn dogs and onion rings!
Me: (feeling guilty for steering them down that road, because Brian is allergic to cornmeal and can't have the corn dogs) Okay, how about I cook corn dogs, chicken nuggets, onion rings and tater tots? Then everyone can have a little of each.
Jake: (sounding perplexed) Mom? I thought you didn't want to cook 4 different things tonight...
Hoist by my own petard. No other word for it...