(daughter arriving home at 10 a.m. new years day – made it through the first door)
little tobin: (whipping open the second door) where have you been? what have you been up to? who did you go out with? where did you go? did you have any fun? was it a nice night? did all of your pals have fun too? who exactly were you with? where did you stay last night?
daughter: (having astutely picked up coffee on the way home) happy new year… here’s a coffee…
little tobin: oh YUM! dunkin donuts… (inquisition averted with coffee)
happy new year to all from little tobin & daughter.
daughter: hey are you going out with your friends today?
little tobin: oh gosh, who can make those decisions at 9am.
First I need to have my coffee and then I need to just dance a little.
daughter: yup that seems like a plan.