We were supposed to have Enchiladas tonight.
But TheDad decided that he wanted to go to the diner instead. And Middle Sister had gone to a friend's house.
TheDad mentioned, at dinner, that Middle Sister was waffling about whether she should even go to her friend's house, because she'd miss the enchiladas I was planning to make for dinner.
I took out my cell phone after we left the diner to let Middle Sister know that she had not missed enchiladas. Tomorrow, after all, is another day.
Now that's a compliment--that a kid thinks twice about visiting a friend because a favorite meal is going to be served at home.