Sunday, April 08, 2007

My daughters, who have recently bonded sweetly over their shared bunny stuff, spent the better part of this holiday trying to out-insult each other. Overheard:

"Body by Nautilus, brain by Mattel"

"When you were born, they said "Oh what a treasure. Go bury it""

"You have issues." "Oh, yeah? You have a subscription."

And something about being an aborted spider crawling back out of the bucket, but I missed all of that one.