Last night. I yelled “What the…. DANG JEREMY!!” at my husband from the living room. I don’t remember why I yelled it. I don’t remember why I was upset. What I do remember was what came next.
My little girl shouted “DAMB JEMMY!” in a near-perfect imitation of her mother. Welp. There’s that. I knew it would happen one day. Yesterday was that day.