To eliminate any confusion

by Katie on October 11, 2012

So, here a few weeks back (since that’s how long it’s taking me to relay every story of our lives lately), I was treated to a Mexican food dinner by some members of Brandon’s family. Brandon was certifiably jealous, happened to be leaving town later than evening and needed a quick food fix before walking out the door, so I begrudgingly offered the entire table’s leftovers to him.

I will readily admit I was being quite selfish on this particular day, as I really wanted the rest of my cheese enchilada I had so responsibly stopped eating when I began to feel I had eaten enough. Something he would never do. So, when I made his plate of leftovers, I salvaged half the remaining enchilada and the rice (which he never really cares for anyway) for myself the next day. I told you – selfish.

Brandon’s plate was still plenty full, but he is quite the growing boy and all, so to be fair, I did provide the following disclaimer:  “If you finish all that and you’re still hungry, I’ll give you what I saved. I just wanted to see if I could fill you up and still have some for myself.”

Nice, right? In a selfish way, anyway…

In typical Brandon fashion, the plate was clean in a mere 77 seconds.

I took a big gulp, and offered up the rest of the precious Mexican food still in the to-go container.

“No,” he said, “It’s okay. But just so we’re clear, I’m not doing this for you. I’m doing it for her.” [As he pointed over at my belly.]

So I guess now I’m using my baby to secure more Mexican food. Hey, whatever works.

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