you say tomato, I say tomahto.

PinkGirl, slumping down beside me on the love seat: (huge sigh)

Me: “What’s the matter?”

PinkGirl: “It appears my optimism is annoying.” (so her brother says)

Me: “Tell him it’s not annoying, it’s exasperating.”

PinkGirl: “No. I don’t want it to be anything except helpful.”

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