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I asked the girls what they thought of having pasta (farfalle) and a green salad for dinner.

Ella thought it sounded "okay," and Lauren yelled, "Noooooo!"

"How about . . . bats with blood sauce and weeds?"

"Yeah!"

Note: As I typed this Ella came downstairs requesting my attention.

"In just a minute, when I'm done typing something on our blog," I told her.

"Don't write anything about us," she pleaded, then plodded up the stairs and whispered under her breath, "So embarrassing."