So yesterday Jon's making our favorite meal for supper and yells out in frustration...
"I can't make supper because we don't have any onions"
Emma looks at us horrified and says...
"Does that mean we're poor?"
After Jon and I laughed hysterically we tried to explain to her that we were far from poor. Even if we were out of food we still have so much more than many in the rest of the world.
Unfortunately I think we'll have to revisit this conversation a few times to get it to hit home.
On asking her what would be so wrong with "being poor" she says "well, then I can't buy stuff" and I ask "like what kind of stuff" and she says "well like new toys and things". Well then I say "we don't really have a lot of toys here and you still have lots of fun..." and she says "Yeah, but we wouldn't be able to buy it IF I wanted it."
By the way, in case you are wondering, we borrowed an onion from an upstairs neighbor, Jon made a wonderful supper and we are currently "not poor". However who knows what can happen tomorrow, we could run ouf of ground beef....
Rhonda
2 comments:
Oh Emma...she's adorable!!
I think you still have some onions in your fridge in Mb. Oh no, we ate them (<:
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