Magic Quesadilla  

Thursday, June 4, 2009


While exiting his carseat, Jackson scratched his elbow. By the way he was crying, I couldn't tell if it was a severed limb (which is wasn't) or a mere scratch (which it was).

Me: 'Jackson, lets go inside and have a quesadilla, maybe that will help you feel better.'
Jackson [through overly dramatic sobs]: 'Maybe if I put my elbow on top of the quesadilla it will help it feel better.'

If the quesadillas I make have magic healing powers, maybe I should be eating them more often.

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