A tale of two little girls

We’re at Chipotle, I’m eating a burrito bowl with about half a bottle of tabasco on it (I love chipotle tabasco).

Kyra: Can I have a bite daddy?
Me: Sure (gives her a bite)
Kyra: It’s yucky
Zoe: Can I have a bite daddy
Did she want a bite? Who knows, kyra asked and thats enough for here
Me: Sure (Gives her a bite)
Zoe: More?
Me: Ok (Gives her a bite laden with hot sauce)
Zoe:
More?

Last night I was eating tofu curry (awesome btw) and zoe came over and took bites as long as I’d let her. Then she had some of the spicy greenbeans we had with it.

The girl likes her spicy food.

3 Responses to “A tale of two little girls”

  1. kim Says:

    I’m pretty sure the conversation was with you and Zoe. Haha, you are already confusing your kids. You are such an old man.;)

  2. kim Says:

    Damn. Bloglines didn’t show the latter half of the conversation and now I look like a tool. Sorry.

  3. josh Says:

    Yup. I can tell my kids apart thank you very much.

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