Stinkin' School!

Hubby is brushing Small Fry's hair.  Because of the Fries' naturally curly (and in Medium's case, naturally very curly), we use a leave-in conditioner and a detangling spray to help brush without too many tears.

And Hubby talks to himself.

"I'm not going to use too much of this," he mutters, "because I'm going to wash it tonight.  They all need B-A-T-Hs desperately."

Large Fry pipes up, "Baths?!"

"Uh-oh."  Hubby looks chagrined.  "Stinkin' school."  He looks at Large Fry.  "Later.  After N-A-P."

"N-A-P?"  Large Fry studies him.  "N-A-P?"

"What is that word?" Hubby asks her.

"Bath?"

"Nope."  He looks over at me and grins.  "Whew.  We still got a little while yet."