Disaster

Woke up this morning, and was going to make the kids some hot chocolate. I went to punch in the minutes on the microwave and noticed that the screen was dead. Had my handy dandy P.E take a look at it, and he declared it "dead". Rhys instantly panicked. He said, somewhat hysterically, "How will we cook our food?" I pointed to the oven. He gave me a blank stare and repeated, a little more loudly, "How will we cook our food?" I then explained that while living in Tigard we never owned a microwave. He could not wrap his brain around that. I then told him that the oven/stove can cook a lot of things. He thought for a minute and then replied, "We will never get to eat our favorite macaroni and cheese! Mom cooks it in the microwave!" I told him to relax and that I could also cook it in the oven. He looked skeptical, and is waiting to see how dinner turns out. Rhys is alot like Dagwood, always thinking with his stomach! Let's hope that dinner meets up to his standards.