SCENE OPENS: Standing in the kitchen after our standard Sunday morning breakfast of Dad's Awesome Blueberry Chocolate Chip Pancakes Made From Scratch, None of That Store-Bought Crap:
Amy: Hey, Si.
Simon: Yeah?
Amy: You know those dried out little snot flags that Declan sometimes gets that flap in and out of his nostril as he's breathing?
Simon: [Incredulously, holding the boy, peering into his nose] Uh, yes I do...
Amy: You've got one of those in your nose right now.
Simon: [Doubles over in laughter and grabs a kleenex from the counter, barely avoids dropping boy.]
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