Whitney (my youngest sister): Lindsay, are you going to put a note with the cookies so that he knows they're cookies and that he can eat them?
Lindsay (my other sister, the one going to the dance): I don't know what kind of idiot would look at these and not realize they were cookies.
Me (to Whitney): Probably the same kind of idiot that would ask Lindsay to the dance. We better include a note. (I'm not mean. We were just joking and she paid me back later. See below.)
Whitney (my youngest sister) dropped her special heart cookie on the floor and it broke.
Mom: Come on Whitney. Just pick your broken heart up off the floor. (Corny, but for some reason we laughed really hard. The timing was too perfect.)
Lindsay tried to make a multi-colored cookie with a smiley face that didn't turn out too well.
Me: It was a nice idea, but the execution was a little shoddy.
Lindsay: Funny... that's what mom and dad say about you.
And finally, the night before we had watched The Bachelor and our brother-in-law-in-law (sort of) made a comment about how one of the girls was a "ho". My youngest sister, Whitney, is so sweet and innocent and must have been thinking about that comment because out of the blue she says "So, a ho is basically a prosecutor, right?"
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