You Have Your Normal, We Have Ours

We were in the car on the way home from school after sibling picture day. What follows is a completely typical conversation. For us, anyway.

Quinlan, from the back seat: “When we were getting our pictures taken Saoirse kept telling me to stop.”

Me, driving: “Oh, no! Why?”

Quinlan: “Because I kept licking her.”

5.14.15. Quinlan Pictures. Quinn

And you wonder why I drink.

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