I've been trying to clean the house before we leave so it will be clean for my dad to live here while we're gone, but every time I clean something, someone messes it up. When Noah got up this morning and wandered into the kitchen, I said, "Good morning! I just cleaned, so don't cook, eat, or use anything."
Disobeying my own instructions, I was making burritos for lunch. Noah was watching me roll them up and put them on a baking sheet.
N: Are you going to bake them?
M: Yes.
N: Will they get hard?
M: They will crisp up, yes.
N: Can you leave one soft
for me?
[I rolled one up and handed it to
him. Half an hour later, I noticed the raw burrito with a couple bites missing out of it, still sitting on his plate.]
M: How was your burrito?
N: Good. Kind of squishy though. It would probably be better if it was baked.
N: Good. Kind of squishy though. It would probably be better if it was baked.
They were much better baked. |
Sarah was at camp for the last two weeks for training She was home for one day to unpack, wash, and repack. We took her back yesterday and will pick her up the day before we leave for Korea, so she can unpack, wash, and repack.
Mike was annoyed that she brought so much stuff, that she left him to carry most of it, and that I took a picture of it.
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