So, Mary is sick and Wesley was exhausted, so the kids went to bed at 6:30. After I put them to bed, I came downstairs and started making dinner for the adults (braised leeks from Smitten Kitchen).

I was busily braising my leeks–which smell more or less like heaven must smell–and I heard Wesley coming down the stairs. He trotted into the kitchen, fixed me with an accusatory look, and said, “Are you COOKING while I’m in bed?”

I said, “Yes, I am. Are you hungry?”

He said, “No, but I still might WANT some of that.”  He stood up on tiptoe to try to see what it was, and then said, “You’re not supposed to cook unless I am here to eat it.” And then he turned around and stalked back upstairs to his bed.


2 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by Greatgrandma on May 9, 2012 at 2:01 am

    This is so cute! He sure comes up with some cute conversations.


  2. Posted by Aunt Bev on May 9, 2012 at 3:18 pm

    You have two smart kids. Wesley sure comes up with somegood comments. Love pictures of Mary at birthday party with hats.
    Aunt Bev


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