My child. She’s a wonderful child. She’s smart and compassionate and witty. She has goals and dreams and ambition. But she has her vices. She loves shortbread. And texting. And The Food Network. All of which she can walk away from at any time. But the one thing, she absolutely, positively, without a doubt can never EVER resist….is a cardboard cut-out.
Seriously, it must be an illness, ‘cause I don’t know where else she would get it.