I served stuffed Manicotti tonight, and while Calvin made a valiant effort to try it, he didn't make much of a dent in his Manicottus. At the end of dinner, he looked at me and sweetly and sincerely said, "Thank you for that yucky dinner, Mom."
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That's a keeper.
I like honest kids!
Any chance you would be willing to trade kids? Sarah has told me recently that Barbie would be a better mother than I am and also asked me when I was going to make a dinner that wasn't disgusting. At least Calvin says his mean things nicely.
That's pretty funny... I want some!
He has been taught proper manners!
I like that you wrote "manicottus".
Sounds like something Conor would say. Cute!
that is HILARIOUS!
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