She: “You’re smiling again!”
Me: “No, I’m not.”
She: “Yes you are! You’re grinning ear to ear. It’s nice to know where that smile comes from.”
Me: “I’m just thinking of the shaved cat reference.”
She: “Uh, huh…sure you are! That’s a boy grin. You can’t fool me.”
Me: “Maybe…maybe there’s a little bitsy bit of a boy grin on my face.”
She: “Well, I liked him. Grin all you want.”
