Scene: Driving down random country road in Niagara County.
Me: Baby! Look Bunnies for Sale! See the sign?
He Who Makes Me Smile: I don’t see the sign. (He totally sees the sign.)
Me: I want bunnies!
He Who Makes Me Smile: Dear, they poop a lot. And are messy. We are not getting bunnies.
Me: (Pouting) Well…someday our kids are gonna want bunnies…
He Who Makes Me Smile: Well then our kids can ask for bunnies someday.
I’m so gonna make sure out kids ask for bunnies someday. Mark my words!