Jessica: "I think I figured out why I never cry. I read about it in a magazine. I think I have chronic dry eyes."
Me: "Are you sure it isn't chronic cold-heart?"
Sabrina: "No, I'm telling you, she has No-Soul-itis!"
At which point I spit my half-chewed spaghetti across the dinner table. With these kids around, I'll never enjoy proper digestion at mealtime.
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