(originally posted on my other blog 6-11-07)
This evening for dinner we had hamburgers. My daughter, GirlofGod, age nearly 10, was fixing everyone's plates with me, so we were the last to dish up. There were only two tomato slices left, so I offered her one, and I said I would only have one. She said, "No, thank you. I don't care for tomatoes until they are ground up and made into ketchup."
Just as sweet as can be!
She *did* eat a tomato slice in case you were wondering...