Great evening

My wife is out of town on a Girls' Camp pre-thingy and won't be back until tomorrow afternoon. That left me in charge of my four daughters. I decided to take them to The Melting Pot. They had a great time and realy enjoyed themselves and their meal (especially dessert!!).

I probably wouldn't have made a blog entry about this evening except for two things: #1 its been soooooooooooo long since my last entry and #2: the following conversation that took place on the ride home. (because I don't like to use my daughters' names on the web I will refer to them from oldest (1) to youngest (4)

Daughter #3: I don't want to take the medicine the doctor gave me (Zyrtec).
Daughter #1: Why not?
Daughter #3: Because it tastes bad.
Daughter #1: How do you know? You've never even tried it.
Daughter #3: The doctor said it taste's bad.
Daughter #1: So, doctors don't know anything, and they lie. Like when they say "this won't hurt" and then IT HURTS!!!"
Daughter #2: That's the denitist!!

Nuff said. I'm off to bed.