Wednesday, 21 August 2013

Our Little Cassandra

Two nights ago Z helped me make dinner and was a wonderful assistant.  He wore my apron while we worked, and when supper was ready he had to really wrestle with it to get it off.  When he finally rid himself of the apron he ran through the dining room shouting, "I'm free!  I'm free!" with great joy.  Eden, who was sitting in her highchair, watched him run by and then muttered forbodingly under her breath, "But you're NOT free!"  Scary.

1 comment:

Jonathan Garber said...

that's hilarious... what i wouldn't give for a video...