Conversations With a Teen Daughter

Me:    Do you want anything?

Her:   No. The food is so unhealthy here.

Me:     It’s fast food. We’re in a hurry. Get a salad or something.

Her:    Um… I’ll have a Triple Chocolate Sonic Master Blast.

Me:     *stares in disbelief*

Her:    What?! If I’m gonna eat bad food, might as well go all out.

Me:     Go all out?

Her:    You know, get the worst thing on the menu.

Me:      And that’s the worst?

Her:     Yep. Even sounds dangerous. I’m living on the edge.


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