I very seldom get to do an “Overheard” on the Cherubim, but here’s one:
The Cherubim just came and asked for noodles, his current favorite food. I don’t think we’ll be having noodles tonight, so I told him no. It was right before dinner, so I offered him water.
As I was getting him the water, he leaned over the door of the refrigerator and announced in his high, whispery voice:
“All right, noodles! Listen up!”
I’m still laughing.
