Most of the time Vaks and I love cheese. Especially the cheese dad eat for breakfast, and we usually we get a few slices each. But the other day, it was quite different.
|Jeg plejer at få først for jeg er jo den |
I use to get the first piece, because I'm the
|Men lige idag er jeg ikke tilfreds. Jeg har faktisk slet ikke lyst til den ost.|
But today I'm not happy. Accually I don't want the cheese.
|Da Vaks ser at jeg ikke har lyst til osten, har han heller ikke lyst til osten.|
When Vaks find out I don't want the cheese, he don't want the cheese either.
|Fint tænker far, så spiser jeg da osten selv!!!|
Fine, dad think. Then I'll eat the cheese myself!!!
If they think we will eat something that has lain on the floor. Then they have too much imagination.