Playful, elegant, and not above the judicious use of the word “shit."

While brushing her hair this morning

Leta: Did you know that Noah [her cousin] doesn’t like chili?

Me: Maybe he just doesn’t like the taste of it.

Leta: No, MOM. How is that even possible? How could he not love chili?

Me: Leta, you don’t like cake. CAKE. As in one of life’s most precious treasures.

Leta: That’s because cake is gross.

Me: Good point, Leta. Good point.

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