Dinner this past weekend was full of wonderful conversation with a sprinkling of pre-dinner embarrassment. We went to dinner to take advantage of Red Lobster’s endless shrimp and to celebrate a birthday. Lina and I arrived early (hard to believe, I know) and put our names on the list. Lina has been learning a lot of things lately, including big vs. small. While we were waiting near the lobster tank, a rather large woman stood near us and Lina started staring at her. As I steered her back towards the lobsters, I hoped she was just admiring the woman’s brightly colored clothing. A few seconds later she was looking at that woman again and the following conversation took place:
Lina: Big. She’s big.
Me: Lina, let’s look at the lobsters!
Thankfully I don’t think the woman heard her, but oh my goodness, how embarrassing for both me and that poor woman!
Lina’s brutal honesty continued over dinner:
Jessie: I love you Lina.
Lina: I love milk.
Jessie: I love you Lina.
Lina: I love milk.
Jessie: I love you Lina.
Lina: I love milk.
A few minutes later:
Jessie: I love you Lina.
Lina: I need a drink.
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