Saturday, May 5, 2012
We had barbecue chicken for dinner this evening. You know how messy that can be. Of course my seven-year-old son had barbecue sauce all over his face when he was done. "Bubba, you need to get a napkin and clean yourself up, " I said. "Okay," he said. He got a napkin and did a little wipe of his hands. "Dude, that's not enough," I said. "I know," he said. "I'm not finished." Then he stuck out his little pink tongue and licked all around his mouth as far as it could go. "What are you doing?" I asked. "This stuff is so good, I just can't waste it," he said. "So I'm licking it off." Of course.