I have some follow-up news to my report of the Great Sunday Pancake Dust-Up that will be disturbing to many of you.
Tina has–totally unprompted–asked me to read the Bible with her. I said, “Of course.” She is excited.
Liz just brought in a bowl of potatoes that she had been asked to peel and dice, and then asked (grab your girdle, Martha!), “Are these enough?”
What an unjust world. Don’t these kids know what I’ve done to them???
By the way: If you do go back to read “Will You Eat With Me”, you’ll notice there is not a single “sir” uttered by Tina. This is unnatural and goes against all Caldo customs. It’s also a key to understanding why I apprehended the situation the way I did.