Innocent Victim

 I dabbed a wee bit of Cheez Whiz on Todd's nose this morning  while making breakfast.  That turned into a wrestling match, which he then, of course, won. He really worked hard at getting me back, but gave up when the orange goop went flying off the spatula and onto my sweet, innocent plant. Now, the poor thing will need a bath.

I was laughing so hard tears were falling. I chose immaturity today, and have zero regrets.