my mom hasn’t spoken words audible, understandable words in months… until…
daughter: (feeding my mom a nursing home vanilla ice cream cup) mom, do you want some more dessert?
little tobin: (face squished, mouth pursed, eyes eager) yes, a better one. (clear as day)
little tobin: (driving past) wow that arizona pizza parking lot is so packed.
daughter: yeah all people with no taste.
little tobin: well that’s ridiculous – how could they eat the pizza if they have no teeth?