macaroni cheese

Everytime we have a babysitter, I plan for the kids to have macaroni cheese for dinner.  I don't like it at all so I am happy to miss out.  I was at the store with Simon and Rachel on Friday, making preparations for the weekend.  When I started dumping boxes of macaroni cheese in the cart, Rachel cried out in an excited voice "OO babysitter!" and she was right.  We had a sitter scheduled for Saturday night.  Though I am not sure whether she made the connection between macaroni cheese and having a sitter OR if she calls macaroni cheese "babysitter."