Mealtimes are not pretty around here with all of this going on.
Right now Little Brother is eating a toasted bagel. Middle Sister flew off the handle again: "You chew so weird! I can't stand it."
I commented, "You know, it's going to be really hard for you to live with other people when you grow up if you're going to be like that."
Little Brother suggested, "Maybe she'll be a nun!"
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Well, perhaps. I lived in a friary with a weird chewer. It was pretty gross. Religious life is an occasion of many such salutary little penances.
My wife is the same way Barb, and her Uncle drives her crazy, because he always, ALWAYS slurps his first sip of every cup of coffee he has, and apparently, my oldest son has picked this habit up.
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