I made chicken noodle soup for dinner. Here’s how the conversation went:

Rebecca:  “Guess what, everyone! I came home over the lunch hour during a very busy day to make you homemade chicken noodle soup, because I am the best mom ever.”

Olivia:  “I don’t wike chicken noon-nul soup.”

Rebecca:  “Yes! You do!”

Ava:  “Me either Mom. Why can’t we go to Crush Sandwich for dinner?”

Rebecca:  “I think you mean Smash Burger.”

Ava:  “Yeah, that.”

Rebecca:  “Ava, you love chicken noodle soup. It’s just like Gramma Great’s!”


Rebecca:   “…celery?”

Ava:  “Gramma Great DOES NOT put celery in her soup. Also, what is this OTHER green stuff?”

Rebecca:  “Um….dill.”

Ava:  “Mom. Seriously.”

All of this aside, they both had three bowls!

5 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by Rebecca's Mom on February 17, 2011 at 7:14 pm

    Very cute!

  2. Posted by Karyl on February 17, 2011 at 8:03 pm

    Maybe you should serve them spaghettios – a staple for our kids when they were growing up – and then the thought of chicken noodle soup would be so welcome!

  3. Posted by jsmith425 on February 17, 2011 at 9:24 pm

    Love this story…it’s so hilarious.

  4. Posted by Laura on February 18, 2011 at 3:43 pm

    “Noon-nul” is the best pronunciation of noodle I’ve ever heard!

  5. Posted by nmcelfresh on February 21, 2011 at 1:42 pm

    That conversation sounds very familiar 🙂 Though, usually Colin tells me (as I’m making dinner), “I’m not going to try that, Mom. I won’t eat it.”

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