Getting into the car this afternoon Magoo made a great find of a several week old animal cookie. He immediately stuffed it in his pie hole.
Laylee: Oh MOM! I want a cookie too.
Me: Laylee, it’s a disgusting germ-infested piece of cookie trash.
As she gave me the saddest face I’d ever seen since 2 hours previous, I remembered who I was talking to and responded, “And besides… There was only one.”
I wish events like this still sent me silently reaching for my minivan airsick bag but at this point I am unmoved.