My family was sitting around the dinner table for dinner tonight. Our two sons and I were eating, my wife was preparing our daughter’s second helping of pasta with butter and parmesan cheese. Just as my wife finished putting on the cheese the following conversation took place.
Daughter: You ruined my life mommy!
Daughter: I wanted to put the cheese on my pasta by myself, you ruined my life!
Mommy: I’ve met my goal early then. That’s good to know. I was hoping to ruin your life by 15 or 16, I’m glad it’s occurred so soon.
Daughter: What are you talking about mommy?
Mommy: Eat your Pasta.
These kinds of conversations are a nightly occurrence in our home.