Naughty Or Nice. Sherri Browning Erwin

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      “So, kids,” Josh interrupted the silence that settled over the table as everyone finished eating, “before we have that game of cribbage, we’re going to get your mom settled again in the other room and then the three of us will do the dishes and clean up.”

      “Josh, that’s really nice of you. But I think I’m fine now. It won’t be much for me to get back and forth in the kitchen. You’ve done enough.”

      “Not nearly. You still need to take it easy. I’m good in the kitchen. Trust me.”

      I felt a wave of guilt at playing up my injury. “It’s not that I don’t trust you.” A man who could bake bread and make one of the best Caesar salads I’d ever tasted certainly didn’t need to prove himself in the kitchen. “But I can do it. Really. I would feel better if I could help out.”

      “Sorry, Mom,” Spence said, “Josh is right. We’re going to handle kitchen duty tonight. You get to rest on the couch.”

      “Wow, I think some of that hair dye may have invaded your brain cells. Are you feeling well?” The kids never wanted to help in the kitchen. I could only guess they were on their best behavior because we had company.

      “Or maybe it’s that an alien has taken over his body.” Sarah never passed up an opportunity to razz her brother.

      “Ha-ha,” Spence said. “Seriously, Mom, you deserve a break now and then.”

      Sarah looked at her brother as if he’d grown a third head, never mind the alien takeover. But I agreed to go back to my couch and let them have at the dirty dishes. Who was I to argue?