Breakfast - New Year's Day
The Critter: I don't like that smell.
My Bride: What smell, honey? Your breakfast?
Critter: No. The smell of the house. I don't like it.
My Bride: I don't smell anything. What's it smell like?
Critter: *sniff* *sniff* Like Daddy.
I'm in for it this year. The double X chromosome team has reached full swing.