Team Dinner

The conversation went like this:

Monday:

Prince: There's a team dinner Thursday at Jessica's.

Me: What do you need to bring?

Prince: I will find out tomorrow and let you know.

Tuesday:

Me: What do you need to take to the dinner at Jessica's?

Prince: Dessert.

Me: Great. We have a box of brownies in the cupboard. Make them Wednesday so they are ready for Thursday.

Prince: OK.

Later Tuesday:

Prince: Jessica's mom just bailed. Can we do the dinner at our house?

Me: REALLY??? What is being served (besides brownies)?

Prince: Spaghetti

Me: GREAT!

In my head I'm thinking that A: Spaghetti is easy. B: The king might not be able to deal with all that red sauce possible falling on his carpet.

Luckily the king is still with us today--no stroke or heart attack when his blood pressure spiked at the news, and we'll be squeezing 30+ cheerleaders into our kitchen/living room area tomorrow night. Someone's going to have to clean the bathroom before that though!