Me - "Hi, honey. So glad you are home!"
Paul - "What's for dinner?"
Me - "What would you like?"
Paul - "Um, isn't it ready yet?"
Me - "No, it is only 4 pm."
Every single day. No matter what. This is our conversation. The first thing Paul want to know when he gets home is what are we having for dinner. Just once I would like to hear "How was you day? How are you? " But no.... Never going to happen.
I have a plan. I am going to say something new as a response to the every present question of "What's for dinner?"
-- I don't know, what are you making?
-- Placenta (you know -- just to see if he is really listening)
-- We are eating like babies tonight -- formula and cheerios.
Some days I wave.
11 hours ago