Sunday, March 2, 2014

Get the Bat

Pie's ambition in life apparently is a party planner.  She wants to be the hostess with the mostest. 

This week's party is to welcome Married Daughter and Married Daughter's Husband (known now forevermore as "Bob") to our house for their Spring Break.  At first, Pie contemplated a Jamaican-themed party to welcome them, but that fizzled when she couldn't readily think of the Jamaican word for "party".  She briefly thought of throwing a Mexican-style fiesta, but she remembered that she already did that for Bud a few years back.  However, she did note the rousing success of the pinata on that occasion and vowed to use a pinata on this occasion.  She and Bud bounced a few ideas off of each other before she finally settled on an Italian-themed party.

The following ensued:

Pie:  Bud, you and Bob and Mom can have pizza.  Married Daughter and I can have pasta.  And, Dad, you can have salad.

Cool Dad:  Oh, goodie.  I get salad!

Pie:  Oh, and we will have a pinata.  It will be so awesome.  I wonder what kind of a pinata the Italians would hit at their party...

A lengthy pause with much deep thinking...

Bud (with quiet resolve and a confidence born of great deductive reasoning):  A French chef!

And that, my friends, is how conversations at our house go.  You're welcome.