Fish for Dinner

We have learned many things over the past four years thanks to the Lollygagger. We've learned that you can't give an open-ended question without getting an hour long dissertation from her, none of which ever has a point. We've learned to offer choices rather than suggestions. For example, we now know to never ask what she would like to eat for dinner. We get "Macaroni and Cheese" every time. Instead, we will ask which item she would like for dinner, "Rice or Potato" or perhaps, "Chicken or Pork."

Last night, the Lollygagger and her daddy were winding their way home, curve by harrowing curve up the mountain. During the trying trek, the Lollygagger's daddy forgot himself and did the unthinkable. He asked what she would like with her fish, forgetting to offer choices.

Her response was immediate and clear:

"FLAVOR, please."

See what he gets for not giving options!  Some daddy's never learn.