Or maybe our nation's youth was corrupting me? Last night, my two-year-old cousin and I were toasting each other and then she would take a drink out of her sippy cup and say, "Now you drink your juice!" I mean I was drinking juice already. And by juice, of course, I mean red wine. She's going to do just fine in this family.
I also taught her my evil laugh. And she does it well. Kids can be a hoot sometimes when they're not yours.