Unauthorized Twinkle

As  I was pronouncing on the awfulness of dessert to the kids at the dinner table, David was getting huffy.

Says Valerie: “David, I can see a twinkle in his eye from here.”

David says, “I can’t see it.”

And  I say, “You ain’t looking close enough.”

So David got right up in my face and looked deep into my eyes.  I crossed them.

“I see it,” he said.  “And it’s not supposed to be there.”