my girls

All these were stated this week to my hilarity and bliss, in no particular order and specifically NOT in the same converstations:

1.
Char: mom, do you like ---?
Mom: If it doesn't eat me, I'll eat it. That's pretty much how I am.

2.
Me: I promise it's worth it, it doesn't have to be chocolate to be good.
Char: I don't even like it if it's not brown. (this one applies to more than deserts, or even food)

3.
Char: it's a little bit out there, a little bit psychedelic.
Melis: Are you kidding? Psychedelic is my middle name.

sweet