Last night, I was preparing my special recipe for fajita vegetables, and Pippa looked over to say, “Lookin’good.”
I responded, “Thanks!”
Pippa: “I was talking about the vegetables.”
I: “Of course — the day you say I’m lookin’good. . . ”
Pippa: “Is April 1st.”
A few minutes later, Pippa suggested that we have oatmeal in our taco salad. I expressed bemusement that she liked oatmeal so much, and she insisted that it be included as a viable ingredient. “It’s so beautiful,” she crooned. “Look, and see!”
When I registered my amazement at her modifications of the oatmeal box she assured me, “It doesn’t taste so old-fashioned any more!”