No Quackers

I’m in the kitchen, starting dinner.

Eli comes inside after playing outdoors for a few hours.

“Mom — I am starving! What can I have to eat?”

“I don’t know…I’m making dinner. Just have a cracker or something…”

“How about a piece of bread?”

“Sure. Fine. Have some bread.”

“I don’t know why I love it so much, but lately I just love having a piece of bread for a snack.”


“I’m like a duck or something…” muttering as he walks away, with a mouth full of bread.

Good heavens, that child cracks me up!