S: Mom, look! I can inhale my upper lip!
Me: What?
S: I can inhale my lip. I can almost suck it into my nostril. I'll have to work on that.
Me: Well, everybody needs a goal in life, sweetie. Nice to see you have one.
D: Sabrina, that's disgusting! I can't believe you're doing that! Calvin, stop that! Quit imitating her.
a short while later . . .
Me: David, what are you doing?
D: Nothing.
Me: Because it looks like you're pushing your lip up with your fingers and breathing very deeply.
D: Uh --
Me: Harder than it looks, huh, dear?
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