Not Worth Freaking Out

Tonight, during dinner, O freaked out over her dinner. I was about to put ketchup on top of her chili dog when, according to her, I should have put the ketchup directly onto the hot dog, then put chili on top of it.

She was in the midst of crying many a-tear about this when V gets home.

V tells her that there will be plenty of things in life that are worth crying over and this isn’t one of them. I walk back into the dining room.

Me: O, okay, do you want ketchup on top of your chili dog or do you not want ketchup at all?
O: No ketchup. Not worth freaking out about.

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