Lamely Speaking

Bookgirl, age 12, came sailing through the kitchen while I was making tortillas. She stopped to snitch some dough, but it took her a full ten seconds while I watched.

“Wow, that was not the sneakiest move I’ve ever seen,” I remarked.

“I have a cold,” Bookgirl pointed out. “My brain is focused on fighting off germs, not coming up with sneaky ways to get things.”

Oh. Well, apparently it’s shorthanded in the Brilliant Excuses Department also.

— SJ

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