One day Benny, an 8-year-old boy living somewhere in Texas, woke up to grab a glass a milk and realized the fridge was broken and the milk was warm. He went to his mother’s room to wake her and tell her that the fridge needed a repair service but as soon as she opened her eyes and saw her son standing at the bedside she remembered it was Thanksgiving and had a lot of cooking to do.

“Oh, Benny! Thanks for waking me. I got a lot of cooking to do,” said Benny’s mother. She rose from bed just as Benny opened his mouth. She quickly donned her robe as Benny began to explain how he had wanted a glass of milk this morning but she heard none of it because her mind was racing, preparing all the tasks she had to do that day to get her turkey dinner finished.

“Quiet, Benny. I need to focus. I need to start cooking.” Then, halfway to the kitchen, she paused and continued, “Can you please go the market and get some ingredients. There’s a list on the fridge. Please take it and buy everything on that list. There’s money on the table. Thank you, sweetie.”

“Speaking of the fridge!…” Benny tried to warn her, but she heard none of it and rushed into the basement to grab the turkey from the freezer.

So Benny shrugged and did what his mother said. Soon he was at the market and he bought everything on the list. He came home a few hours later and found his mother angrily standing in the kitchen with her arms akimbo. “Benny!” she yelled. “Why didn’t you tell me the fridge was broken! Now Thanksgiving dinner is spoiled!”

This is inspired by a true story but the characters are fictional. Please read my disclaimer to learn more.