As Reid and I were eating breakfast this morning, she inspected the dried cranberries, blueberries and cherries mix I put on my Red River cereal. She wasn’t interested in the dried fruit, though, and asked for “the not dried kind of cherries”. I said we’d put them on the grocery list. Reid got a thoughtful look on her face and asked if we had any “of those frozen things that I like.” I told her - not surprisingly - that I didn’t know what she meant. Reid was more precise. “You know the things I like and Daddy doesn’t. They’re kind of like a wrapped present,” and she smiled a sweet smile as she remembered. I had a flash of insight and asked, “Do you mean brussel sprouts?” Reid grinned and said, “Yes!” I had to admit that I don’t think we have any in our freezer. She wasn’t happy with waiting for the weekend, or even until Wednesday evening when we don’t have an activity, and asked if couldn’t I go at lunch. That’s a lot of love for brussel sprouts, which I like but had never thought that they looked like wrapped presents. I should probably suggest that line to the Brussel Sprout Marketing Board or some such organization.

Have a great day! I hope it includes a few brussel sprouts.