Rachel's Bountiful Basket graced us with some brussels sprouts a few weeks ago. To set a good example, I pretended they were a special treat and ate them with gusto.
Melissa bought it hook, line, and sinker. Yesterday she saw brussels sprouts at the grocery store: "Look, Mommy! Brussels sprouts! Those are a treat! Can we get some?"
We got some. So I choked down brussels sprouts for the second time in my adult life. I wanted to head off a third time, though, so I remarked pointedly, "It's too bad brussels sprouts are getting so expensive. We might not be able to get them again."
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