Exasperation seems to be the name of the game when you're a parent. For instance, my youngest was pushing buttons the other night (can you guess whose buttons?). Anyway, we were having dinner in the kitchen while my five year-old was besting her latest impression of a brat when I finally charged in with what I thought was a deflection, "If you insist on going down this road...". Her interruptive delivery was comedic genius as she blocked with, "what road?" Disarmed as I was, I found plenty of energy for laughter as did the whole family. I could write a book with her one-liners.
