I guess this is why they hurt so bad
Yesterday Prince Charming asked if he could go visit our retired neighbor, Miss Ann. “No, she’s sick, remember?” “Oh, yeah. She may have kidney bones!” I think kidney stones have been forever renamed for me.
because she says so
I was informed this morning by my three-year-old daughter, “Santa Claus likes me!” What’s not to like?
Huh?
The following took place today while working on chemistry with my fifteen-year-old son: Three-year-old daughter, pointing in toy catalog: I’m getting one of these for Christmas! Fifteen-year-old son: No, Christmas this year is for ages five and up. You and Lily...



