Somebody was describing some kind of food thing to Whitney. What she wanted to communicate was, “I can’t imagine what such a thing would taste like.” What came out was:
“I can’t tongue-see that.”
Somebody was describing some kind of food thing to Whitney. What she wanted to communicate was, “I can’t imagine what such a thing would taste like.” What came out was:
“I can’t tongue-see that.”
So. I wanted to get some (okay, a lot) of yard work done. With two little ones, I had NO expectation that Whit would provide any kind of yard work labor.
But she found ways to occupy both girls so she could seriously help me with my projects.
Eat your hearts out, everyone else.