Differences in Mommies & Daddies

Every Monday and Tuesday night, Brian and Tbird have quality "daddy/daughter time" while I attend night classes at Mississippi College. Usually it works like this: I lay out a bib, spoon, some fruit etc. on the counter and fix both T & Brian a plate for supper in the fridge. Therefore, whatever is on the counter in the PILE is for T to eat that night. They play, go on wagon rides, take a bath, she goes to bed. Easy enough.

I usually get home after T has gone to bed, so Brian catches me up on the night. How she ate, played etc. Enter our conversation from last night:

I was in the kitchen cleaning a few things up and packing my lunch for the next day, when I looked in the fridge. "B- it's doesn't look like Tristyn ate much of her supper. Was she ok?"

"Yeah, she just had so much food to eat."

"What?"

"Well, she had the beans and rice, cornbread, a whole banana and the cookie, " he explains. "The cookie?" I ask.

"Yeah the one the pile."

"The cookie I brought home from school?"

"I don't know. It was on the counter by her stuff." he says nonchalantly.

"The double-chocolate chip cookie? (at this point I am picking up the empty cookie tin...) the cookie with 235 calories and 21g of sugar?????"

"uhmm...that could the the one."

At this point I am hysterically laughing and have tears in my eyes. "AT WHAT POINT did it not occur to you that I would not have you feed Tristyn an entire large gourmet cookie?"

To which my husband responds, "Hey, just be glad I didn't feed her the Doritos that were on the counter too."

Guess I'll have to make clearer PILES from now on.