(nurse walking us into the doctor’s office…)
nurse: can i take your weight?
lt &d: (in unison) well no thank you very much, we like it exactly where it is! HAHA!
daughter: you weirdo!
little tobin: you’re the weirdo!
lt &d! ahhhh HAHAHA!
little tobin: (to nurse, or hallway or anyone who will listen) actually you can take it all! HAHA! I have excess!
daughter: ditto! be gone with it…
nurse: (baffled, amused, annoyed… wishing she could go home but sort of smirking) ma’am can you step over here so i can weigh you, please?
little tobin: uh oh, she ma’amd me..
daughter: you’re in trouuublleeeee…
little tobin: that top is SO cute! where’d ya get it?
daughter: forever 21…
little tobin: (somewhat spitting out her ginger ale from laughter) my god you are delusional!
little tobin: (laughing uncontrollably) WOOOOOO! my gosh? i didn’t expect that! what did you do? HAHA that is just too funny? wait, sorry…but you look funny! did you ask for that? was that on purpose? what the heck? i don’t know about that! really, what happened??
daughter: (still standing in the doorway…) i got a haircut.