Dinner

Tonight school is hosting 

International Night.

Sister is playing her trombone.

(The Can-can...once it gets in your head it stays...)

Sister Too is one of the MC's.

Sister Too really wants us to go.

"Mom, you don't have to make dinner,"

she persuades.

"Hmmm, sounds good," I think.

Sister Too says,

 "And, I told my teacher 

how great you are

at making

 homemade French bread.

So I volunteered you

 to make

 a dozen loaves."

I'm not sure 

but I think making dinner 

*might* 

have been easier.

Once again, the easy way

is not the right way.

Even my hair smells like bread.