The Brothers were instructed to make dinner -- cook the chicken for the tacos and dispense the sides -- salsa, grated cheese, shredded lettuce, refried beans. Oliver is a Master Griller (I'm not joking), and Henry - well -- he always looks glamorous. When faced with the plastic top covering the container of salsa, this conversation ensued. Add in irony and humor, because that was the general tone.
Henry: Mom, how do I open the salsa?
Me: Henry, you get a small knife and pierce through that plastic and then peel it off.
Henry: I'm gonna starve in college, right?
Oliver: Henry, you're so bad in the kitchen.
Henry: Oliver, shut up or I'll kill you.
***The word "conversation" in quotes is intentional.
I love your boys. It doesn't matter that I've never met them - I love them and their banter. They're just perfect.
ReplyDeleteI adore Oliver's superiority and Henry's cheerful self awareness.
ReplyDeletehehehehehe
ReplyDeleteToo funny!
ReplyDeleteSounds about right! What are the boys up to this summer vacation?
ReplyDeletethese two are pure entertainment !!
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