“What are you doing?” my husband asks me.
“I’m taking the red berries out of Juliet’s cereal,” I tell him.
“But isn’t that Special K Red Berries cereal?” he asks, not unreasonably.
“Yes. She likes the flavor of the red berries, but she doesn’t like biting into the dried strawberries.”
“So you’re picking them out?”
“I don’t mind.”
And…
