My wife figured out early on that I can't read her mind. That's just not a skill men come with, in general. Tonight she found out that even as men go I'm a little slow.
We were sitting at the table discussing Halloween costumes, and Rachel asked Matthew if he was going to eat his chili this year.
I paused. "Wait," I said. "Is that what we had last year [when Matthew wouldn't eat his dinner, so didn't get to trick or treat]?"
My wife looked at me with a grin in her eyes. "Yes, we've had chili and corn bread every Halloween for seven years now."
"Oh. It's a tradition?"
"Yes, Dear. So what you're telling me is, when I ask if you had any traditions growing up, you're not really a reliable source, are you?"
I guess not!
(I didn't tell her that I probably never would have noticed the chili and corn bread thing if Matthew hadn't refused to eat it last year. So, no. Not a reliable source at all.)
1 comment:
Not slow- just oblivious! :)
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