Saturday Morning for the Smiths
This morning’s conversation:
Me: I want French toast.
R: We have the stuff to make that?
Me: Almost. We just need a few more eggs, some milk, a loaf of bread and bacon.
Coming down the hall, my Ex: What are we talking about?
R: French toast. Maren wants some, but we don’t have the stuff to make it and L took the car to the Dr.
Me, protesting: We’ve got almost everything we need.
R: No, apparently we’re missing everything but the syrup.
Me: I’m pretty sure we’re going to have to buy syrup too. But we do have cinnamon.
My Ex: You don’t put bacon on French toast.
…And that right there, ladies and gentlemen, is why he’s my Ex.
Yeah, okay… I know it’s not French toast, but it’s what we had in the house. lol