Saturday, June 20, 2009

The other day I ordered pizza for supper, and the pizza guy comes to the door and Ella answewers it (my Ella who is afraid of strangers) and is says 'hi' , because apparently the pizza man is not a stranger and part of our most inner circle. After the pizza guy responds to Ella, he starts looking around my house (from the door frame - he's not sitting down with us for pizza) and he asks 'where's the little guy I was going to say to him, no pizza for you, it's our joke.' You know like their inside joke. My son has an inside joke with the pizza man.

Now should I be embarrassed or am I just memorable.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

That is a good one! I can just imagine those skinny little legs of hers running for the door!