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I know that this will happen..

and just like a train wreck..I keep going back for more.

I found a great little Gluten Free bakery today and purchased some nice little goodies for my children. Tonight I set up the little surprise with a nice drawn out tale of the bakery and how I taste tested all of these fine breads and such.

EL: So dad, what is the name of the bakery?

me: Candy Land Bakery

Ray: no really, what's the name?

me: CANDY LAND BAKERY, what do you think, I make this stuff up as I go along?

Everyone: Yes.


Herumph!

Please note, My DW repeated the whole thing again just to make sure I got it.

Double herumph!

Comments

Travel said…
It is not like you have told them a tall tale or made up the critical facts as you went along.

We trust you!

DG
Me said…
I don't know that I trust you either.

I was actually a millisecond away from googling it to see if it really existed but decided, in the end to trust you and I did NOT look it up on the internet.

LOL.

:)
Anonymous said…
I'm going to take this one with a gluten free grain of salt...
WickedHamster said…
Ya know, they always react as if there was something wrong with making it up as you go along. I mean, would they actually prefer we say "I don't know"? Of course not! Don't be silly. Any made-up answer is always better than no answer at all. Why don't some people understand that???
Kelsgarden said…
whoa! is this in large print now -

I mean, I now your readership and all - but hey, we are taking offense here -

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