Bonnie and I had this small conversation driving home from an oil change appointment for the truck.
Me: Feed some of the cereal to your brother.
Chas begins screaming in the back round and no longer has any cereal as he dumped all his out a few minutes earlier and can't figure out where it went.
Me: Bonnie are feeding your brother or just taunting him?
Bonnie: Taunting him.
How can she even know what this means. I know this is payback for the way I treated my mom when I was 14.