Scene: Me sitting at the desk in my bedroom trying to get some work done on the computer, probably paying a bill or 10. In walks The Teenager for the umpteenth time.
"Mom, when's dinner?" asks The Teenager.
"When I'm done here, I'll go cook supper. Now leave me alone!" I growl.
"But I'm hungry," said with a slight whine.
"If you don't leave me alone, you're getting squat for dinner!"
In walks The Kid. "I like squat! It's one of my favorite foods."
And he made me smile.
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