[Scene: At the dinner table. Everyone's plate is empty, except for Jack's, which looks like a war zone.]
Me: Jack, you need to finish those beans before you get down.
Jack: They're too chewy.
Me: Use your teeth, that's what they're for.
Jack (laughing and slapping his knee): You old beaver!
Saturday, April 17, 2010
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