Kulia: Mom, I’m hungry. What’s for dinner?
Me: Um, I don’t know. How about we go to Red Robin?
Kulia: Yeah! We are saved from the horrible awful things you make!
Me: (sob)
Kulia: Mom, I’m hungry. What’s for dinner?
Me: Um, I don’t know. How about we go to Red Robin?
Kulia: Yeah! We are saved from the horrible awful things you make!
Me: (sob)