Topic of conversation at breakfast with the little girls: Is it really cannibalism if a Time Lord eats a human?

Grammaring is difficult before the coffee kicks in.

Me: Maybe lime, raspberry, mint.
Becca: Well, as long as it gets drank. Drunk?
Me: Drinked-ed.
Becca: snort

Nothing says “good night’s sleep” like being woken up at two in the morning by a small person handing you a tooth. Parenthood… the stuff of nightmares.

I promised the kids a trip to Sweet Frog in exchange for not arguing about getting a flu shot. I did not expect that the two little girls would spend the next few days asking when we could get flu shots, please, Mom.