Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Rock on

Kelly walks into my room after coming home from dance class.

"You rock, Mom."

"What'd I do?"

Her mouth full of yogurt, she points with her spoon at the yogurt cup that I had just brought home from the grocery store.

It doesn't take much to make some people happy, does it?

(Or was she implying that I don't grocery shop often enough?)


Katharine said...

Are you sure it wasn't

You, rock Mom... ?

Pat said...

No...well...at least I don't think that's what she meant. Would that be good or bad?

Kappa no He said...

We have a yogurt here that has a separate cup attached with a few dark and white chocolate covered cornflakes. It's a bit pricey but when I do buy it everyone likes me better. Ha ha.

Pat said...

That sounds tastier than the yogurts sold here with packets of sprinkles attached!

Kelly said...

no it was def a you rock! and it was because...well...you just rock okay! do i have to have a reason?

Pat said...