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Secret’s in the sauce

8 Apr

Mr. T has a new recipe for exclamations.

In the middle of a very important video game.

Me: Mr. T, you need to get your piano practicing done.

Mr. T:  Crap sauce!

Dinner time.

Mr. T: What’s for dinner?

Me: Chicken and mashed potatoes.

Mr. T:  Awesome sauce!

On a Monday afternoon.

Me:  No piano lessons today–they’ll start back up next week.

Mr. T: Score sauce!

Secret’s in the sauce.

A different kind of recipe.

BigHugs, whispering in my ear really close with hot breath: You’re my best love.

Three parts adorable, one part creepy.