A conversation at 8 weeks and 1 day.
Me [pointing to my double chin]: Do you see this?Him: Your gullet?Me: Just say "yes."Him: Yes.Me: Do you know what it means?Him: That you're fat?Me: Just say "what?"Him: What?Me: It means that we've been cooing at my fat.Him: No, there's something in there.Me: What's in there is the size of a grain of rice. The rest is fat.Him: I thought it was a blueberry.Me: Either way, it's not a cantaloupe.Him: You never said what you wanted to for dinner.Me: I told you.Him: They don't sell Croissan'wiches at night.Me: Then mac and cheese.Him: Are you sure?Me: Shut up.
