Last night after dinner I asked Lori to bust out her homework. She requested and was granted a brief deferral so that she could go poo. When Lori headed toward the family room instead of the bathroom, I became a bit confused. Curiously I asked, "Lori, what are you doing? I thought you were going to the bathroom."

She wrinkled her nose and replied most seriously, "I am, but I need to get a magazine."

She makes me so proud.
...and so it was written, shenry at 10/27/2004 09:14:00 AM.
...and so it was appended with .