IT'S THE FOLLOW-UP QUESTION
THAT GETS YOU, EVERY TIME
Over the weekend, the 8-year-old put me in my place once again. Maddy and I were joking around in front of her older siblings and assorted others. I said something that I thought was fairly humorous, and she retorted:
"Oh, Mom, you're not funny!"
Mock hurt. "I'm not funny?"
Honest reply: "Not when you're TRYING to be."
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