Yesterday I put salad out for dinner, and when I went to ask Mac to get in his chair I said, "Mac, please go to the table and eat your ice cream."
Why in the world did I say that? I didn't even realize I said it until it was too late. Poor Mac. That's gotta be the ultimate downer - expecting ice cream and getting a nice big bowl of vegetables instead.
(Note: little guy did eat all of his "leaves" and got a little bowl ice cream afterwards. So I guess it did work out well for him after all!)
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