We wanted to do something a little different for dinner, sort of in celebration of Dave's b-day, sort of in celebration of Spring, so we decided to cook a steak out on the grill for dinner. The boys don't like steak (or so they claim) so we did hot dogs for them. Dave wanted the boys to get excited about it so he found 2 sticks, put the hot dogs on them and let the boys hold it over the grill. They thought this was SOOO cool, or so we thought. They ate their hot dogs and Spencer wanted another one...
Dave: Go get your stick so you can cook it.
Spencer: Why? Can't we just use the microwave?
Dave (to me): You've ruined our children.
Yes, my fault, I'm not getting out the charcoal everytime the kids want to eat something. I will gladly admit that I LOVE the microwave. What's not to love?
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Mybe you could draw a picture of a gas barbecue and attach it to the front of the microwave...
Then again, if you taught Spencer how to get the barbecue going on his own--oh, never mind...
Spencer knows how to start the grill, and no gas grills here, we only have a small round charcoal one... Don't you remember me finding 2 yr. old Spencer lighting matches in the kitchen... That was from watching Dave light the grill.
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