Tuesday, December 2, 2014

02 December 2014

On this rare occasion, the girls had a different dinner from Tony and me. Their dinner was ready about 10 minutes before ours, so they started eating. At the end of dinner when I was almost done (about three more bites, and Madelyn had maybe three or four bites left:

Madelyn: I'm going to be the winner! I'm going to finish first!
Tony: That isn't too impressive when you had a ten minute head start.
Me: I'm almost done. You better hurry up if you're going to win.

Madelyn frantically started getting her food into her mouth as fast as possible. I kept eating at the same pace, but then slowed down for the last bite to let her win.

Madelyn: Yay! I won!
(Me, under my breath: Nope, I think I won.)

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