For Memorial Day, it was just the three of us, so I made hot dogs, pasta salad and baked beans (One of Lauren's favorite foods right now). Even though it was a rather hot day, I fired up the oven and baked a batch of blondies for dessert.
Curious as to what I was up to, Mark came into the kitchen and pointed to pan cooling on the stove. "What's that?" he inquired.
I replied, "Blondies. They're the opposite of brownies."
Mark then got this satisfied look on his face and said, "I thought we were the blondies," meaning him and Lauren.
"Oh, I get it," I said, rolling my eyes, "That means I'm the brownie."
Not quite finished, Mark then said, "Daisy's a blondie too. You're surrounded by us."
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