Today my boys wanted to play a new card game I bought. I wasn't feeling swell and felt the need to go lay down so I wasn't going to play. My oldest son whined about needing me to read the directions and teach them how to play. I threw them over to him and told him to read them himself.
He said, "Reading? In the summer? Gross."
Why didn't he just jab a knife into my heart?
Ha ha ha! I can't believe he said that to you, of all people! :-)
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