I know there are millions out there waiting with bated breath for each QOTD installment, so I’m surprised that exactly none of you flooded my emails with demands to know why, in the name of all that is decent in the world, didn’t I post anything for yesterday?!
Since nobody asked, I won’t answer. But today you get a twofer.
Margo (to her mother, as dinner is wrapping up): “I wish you could have another baby in your tummy… Can you talk to a doctor?”
[Notice she did not say "stork". I mean, come on, how's a bird supposed to put a baby in a mommy's tummy, anyway?]
Dar: “I wish I could have another one of those cookies.”
[Let the record reflect that the witness clearly indicated these cookies.]
