My wife is out of town. It’s just me and my daughter at home. I’ve been home since 2:30 this afternoon. Here is a selection of some conversation today:
Me -Do you want this entire piece of lasagna?
Her – Yes(and then talking to the TV) Is it a boy or a girl?
Me – I don’t know! Can lasagna even have a gender?
Me(talking to myself while in the kitchen) – Is there a cucumber in the here(the fridge)
Her(pausing the TV) – I’m never going to finish this show if you keep talking!
Me – I’m just looking for the cucumber.
Her – Well, there’s no need for narration.
Me(watching Flash) – I’m not really a fan of Joe or Iris. Barry could do better.
Her – Rude!
Me: Barry should marry Supergirl.
Her – You should just stop saying things.
Just a normal night in Tater Town.