While I was in the kitchen making lunch…

Haley was supervising the children as they ate their vegetables. Vegetables, as you all know now, are always the first course at Mary’s house. You don’t get those yummy grilled cheese sandwiches till the beans are gone.

Haley’s voice drifts into the kitchen.

“Arthur, it’s rude to pick your nose at the table. Here, wipe it on thi–Eeeeww.”

Do I really want to know?

Nah.