More proof that Not-So-Baby H will be my undoing:
NSBH: Can I have a popsicle?
Me: No. You already had one.
NSBH: That was at lunch.
Me: No, not right now.
NSBH: Do I look like a twit?
Me: No. You look like a beautiful, adorable girl.
NSBH, not skipping a beat: Well beautiful, adorable girls get popsicles.
During my fit of snorting and laughing she walked to the freezer and got a popsicle. I probably should have stuck to my guns and stopped her but her reasoning was simply too much for me.
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