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It Happens Sometimes


Me: “Hey… come get dinner.”

The Kids:

“You cooked dinner?”

“What’s the occasion?”

“Are you feeling okay?”

“What’s next… you’re going to tell us we’re adopted, aren’t you.”

“Not possible. I have Dad’s nose.”


No, Probably Not


Perhaps I’ve been a little tense about hosting our family’s annual Christmas Eve dinner. As I was saying goodnight to The Boy, he hugged me & said with a little bit of alarm in his voice: “We’re gonna get through this, right?”

Would You Like Fries with That?


I admit I’m not the world’s greatest cook. I’m not even the world’s most mediocre cook. Sometimes this fact is pointed out to me.

Me: “Guys. Come get dinner.”

The Boy: “What are we having tonight? Hopelessness with a side of despair?”