I remember when I was younger I got in a fight with Janet over the last piece of garlic bread. My Dad told us to split it in half, but she ate the whole thing and I was so angry at her.
Sam and I have never had this problem (quite possibly because he always gives in). We often just put dinner on one large plate and both eat off of it, drink out of the same cup, etc and it has always worked smoothly.
That is until this evening when he came home from work with a couple boxes of these...
and then the claws came out. I tried to use the Bailey card and for the first time it hasn't worked. We will see if we make it through this.
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OBVIOUS SOLUTION: Tuck them away safely for Jana to consume this weekend.
You're welcome for saving your marriage!!!!
HAHA!! Good luck with that one. I have no restraint when it comes to those things! For the sake of our well-being and emotional health we have kept them out of our house this year. :P
Terri, I've been meaning to look up your blog. I'm glad I found you, you are the cutest pregnant mom. Please send me your address, so I can mail you an invitation to my baby shower. Also, I want to give you something for your baby!
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