Yesterday for lunch I made mac n cheese. Meagan was in the kitchen with me while I was cooking (if you call mac n cheese cooking). I was having trouble getting the box open, and I mumbled something about it...well, she overheard me.
"What's wrong, Momma?"
"Nothing, Meg, I just can't get this box open. I think I'll have to use scissors."
"Maybe you could just use an ax?"
The kid gets straight to the point and doesn't mess around!