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.”