The kidlets have officially started their Spring break, so I've got to hang out and entertain them today. I wouldn't mind so much, but the weekend was hellish (they're both flipping their collective lid of late) and the word on the street is it's supposed to snow today. SNOW! Fucking Michigan.
I did overhear Mr. Z and Miss O having this conversation this morning, though:
MISS O: Do you want to smell my foot?
MR. Z: No.
MISS O: Do you want to smell my other--
MR. Z: NO!!
MISS O: Smell my hand. It doesn't even smell bad at all.
MR. Z: NO!!!! I DON'T WANT TO SMELL ANY PART OF YOUR BODY!!!!!
MISS O: Okay.
Wow. A whole day of that is going to be excellent.