Thursday, October 16, 2008

A little dinner conversation.

Me: Ivan, you like Shephard's pie, right?

Ivan: I looooove shephard's pie. Almost as much as I love that waiter with a lisp at Orange Hill restaurant.

Me: Okaaaaay. Ella, do you like shephard's pie?

Ella: I looooove pie. What's a shephard?

Me: A man. Who watches sheep.


Ella: (looong pause....) Can I have a turkey and mayo sandwich?






















She ate the potatoes from the top and left the rest.

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