We were having dinner tonight in a restaurant in a small mall. Darcy picked up a napkin and began blowing her nose...quite loudly. It sounded like a horn. Madison and I tried to ignore it, but it was difficult.
Darcy: "I hate having a snotty nose." She blows again. "The worst part of being sick is snotty nose and throwing up. That's what I hate about being sick."
Me: "Darcy, please, I'm trying to eat here."
Darcy: "I mean, I can handle the coughing and the bloating..."
Me: "Wait a minute! What? Bloating?"
Darcy: "Yeah, I heard that on a commercial. I think it was talking about periods."
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