The other night, we were all getting into the car. Coming back after dinner. Evidently, dinner had…affected the kids. The boys were kidding around, racing to the car, first one in, claiming the backseat, etc.. John T. (10) elbowed his way in front of Rives (7). John T. climbed in and made Rives climb over him. When Rives did climb in, John T. then tickled him or poked him in the ribs or something. Rives brushed his hand aside, waved his finger like a windshield wiper in front of his face and said, “Don’t mess with me or I’ll gas you so bad your grandchildren will stink.”
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