That's pretty much what my daughter did. She was 27 months when my son was born, and she loved him. At first. Once the novelty wore off, it became clear she was pissed at me for not returning him.

For some cannibalistic value of sweet. :-)

OK, your friend's son is hilarious. The same lecture coming from random internet strangers? Not so much.

Sounds like having a preschooler. Glitter is a bitch.

My mom and I did the twist at my wedding. She dies a few years later, and that's one of my favorite pictures of her, because she looks so happy, something she wasn't very often.

I did finish my linguistics degree, and you are absolutely correct!

Or widowed. I think, traditionally, you reclaim your first name when your husband dies.

No, no. It's "Y'all wanna...." My mom was from the south; I know etiquette.

You're syrup on your puns.

I'm trying so hard not to make a pancake joke here. Seriously, couldn't they have come up with something else?

Damn you and your magic! Ooh! Cute baby! Wait— what were we talking about?

Too late! We know your secret now!

You are awesome.

Good God, that's terrible. And I thought it was bad being the token Jew at school. How you got to graduation without throat-punching anyone, I can't imagine.

I think you need permission, first. Sadly, you can't just march into Focus on the Family or Fox News and start tasing people for the sake of art. It would be fun, though.

1987, here, too. Christ, we're old. And had forgotten all about that movie. So many guys tried to get me to watch that with them back in the day. And they all wanted to reenact the kitchen scene. Ah, youth!

I know that's probably a cane in his hand, but I'm going to pretend it's a sonic screwdriver.

Fucking hell, that was funny!

Will do!

That is just beyond fucked up. Hope things went well with your daughter.