“The Home Of Chocolate”

My daughter is on a class trip to Hershey Park. I told her this morning to have fun and don’t worry about all the chocolate I told her to buy for me.

“Are you sure? Mom I know you love chocolate and you know I am going to the home of chocolate.”

With a convincing smile I said, “Yes. I know, but don’t worry about me. Go and have lots of fun and buy what you want for yourself.”

“Okay. Cool.”

She just text me that they are on their way and I text her the same words about having fun, but I was thinking, — ‘You better ignore all that I said about not bring me some chocolate… I want my chocolate flakes’…