Cars without pity
We were trick-or-treating in our neighborhood, and we kept emphasizing to the kids that they needed to watch for cars. Two cars rounded a corner and Jon yelled, "Look! Cars! Have mercy!"
Do you want cheese with that whine?
I didn't realize that, along with every contagious disease that comes down the pike, that I would also catch the dreaded scourge of whining. I was at the doctor's office yesterday, loaded down with sweet little baby, when the receptionist handed me a three page document to fill out. "Do I have to do it now?" I whined.
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