If I Could Bottle That...

A few weeks ago, we went to a local photographer to get some family portraits done. Last night we went back to see the proofs. On the way back home:

TW: I hope they can do something about my tooth. I hate the way it looks.

DD: I didn’t notice it.

TW: Well, I did.

DD: Maybe I was distracted by my Incredible Growing Forehead. It’s a fivehead.

TW: It’s not so bad.

DD: I look like an alien.

TW: TB, what did you think?

TB: All I could see was my scar.

DD: I didn’t see your scar!

TW: It wasn’t even noticeable!

TB: It was huge.

TW: We’re our own worst critics. TG, what did you see?

TG: (cheerfully): Nothing!

And she’s right.