Thursday, September 8, 2011

I feel like I really need to tell you this...

I hate capers. I don't want them on my food.

Thank you for your time.

Oh, and here's photos from Tuesday, the first day of school. Mandatory, you know. Photos and school.


The eighth grader. This one is taller than me, has bigger hands, eats twice what I do, and yet I still outweigh him by a few bowling balls. Why?

The third grader. This one is shorter than me, still snuggly, eats slower than cold tar, and puts all of his money in the bank. Why?

These two still go to Taco Bell a lot. Why? I'll tell you why. Because it's delicious.

 No capers at Taco Bell.


J.J. said...

I thought I was the only one who hated capers...thanks for the validation.

kami @ said...

Oh how I love a good Tiffany post, and this one did not disappoint.

Yeah...capers are kinda yucky, I just like anything pickled, and aren't they pickled?

We have a Dell Taco right by us, and we like it, although I miss Taco Bell's double decker taco, so I have to make my own:

one hard shell taco, one bean burrito - put the taco in the burrito and there you've made yourself a double decker. Yum!

Jodi said...

Capers = the equivalent of a shot glass full of salt.

I love salt. I'm addicted to salt.
"Hi. My name's Jodi and I'm addicted to salt."
That kind of addicted.

I'll eat your capers and I'll have J.J.'s and Kami's as well.

Death by salt!

Jesse C said...

I love your family.

Kim said...

I {heart} capers. Amen to what Jodi said. We could be Salt Sisters.

Becky said...

I love capers- I really do! :) Although they must be in a dish such as Artichoke and angel hair pasta from Carinos to be fully appreciated. And I love your family too!

Tracy said...

Taco Bell rocks. Agreed.

Artax said...

Here is another vote *against* capers. Yucky. Thanks for the post.

Mia said...

They can have my capers too! Ick. My baby eats at a snails pace too. Is it because the babies inherently know that the world revolves around them and that we'll wait?

Aimee said...

Ummm I had Taco Bell for lunch today. By myself.

Also your 8th grader has a striking resemblance to an 8th grade version of my dear, sweet husband. Surely he is going to grow up very handsome with a fantastic taste in women.

Omgirl said...

A) I like the way your brain works. It makes my brain laugh.
B) Except when it comes to capers. Then your brain is broken.

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