Thursday, March 29, 2012
Baby talk, Salad speak...
"Sweetheart, how many babies do you want? 3 or 4 okay?", I said while washing the spinach for my salad.
"Doesn't matter, it's your choice", he replied.
"Really? You don't care?"
"No, it's not my lunch!"
These conversations happen daily, to a lesser degree, but usually we don't find out till days later that there was a complete misunderstanding. Today he assumed I was asking how many leaves of spinach I should put in my salad.