Rules

Chez ma mere, on mange a table, on grignote pas entre les repas, et on vole pas.
Moi bien sur, je fais comme je veux derriere son dos, alors je suis alle chipe un morceau de pain de la corbeille, je me suis mis derriere le canape pour le manger avant le repas. Ca fait du bien de tenir tete a la tyranie!

In my mother's house, there's rules: thou shall not steal, thou shall not eat between meals, thou shall only eat at the table.
So, sneaky as I am, i stole a roll from the bread basket, hid behind the couch to eat it before dinner. It feels so good to break the rules of a tyran!

 

Comments

[Roberta and Jaime]

I have a picture of your uncle Zack stealing candy and hiding below the deck.  He thought if he closed his eyes we couldn't see him!  You remind me of Zacky!  I love you.  
Grandma

[Roberta and Jaime]

whoops...eating bread behind the couch.  Your uncle Zack used to seal frozen hot dogs and eat them under his bed.  He wasn't suppose to eat salty things at the time....so it was really
not good.  Love you little thief!  Grandma

[Papy Georges]

La seule chose qui soit interdite, c'est de se faire prendre bien sûr.