Miss Communication

A few days ago I got a phone call from a friend in the ward reminding me of a Halloween playgroup party. It was to start in just over an hour from the call so I raced around the house to get myself and the girls ready. Olivia had just received her Super Girl Halloween costume and was very excited to don her new apparel. I had not talked to Ryan through all this and so I called him on the way to the church for the party. I explained that we were going to stop at the grocery store because the invitation said to bring "soup or salad". Olivia, who has keen listening skills, says from the back of the van, "No, Mom, SUPER GIRL!!!" (Read it out loud if you don't get it.)