Tweak: “Is that snow on the deck?”

Me: “No, it’s just a sparkly mine field of my frozen tears.”

Tweak: “I want to walk on it.”

Me: “No, you don’t. You just want me to slide the door open six inches so you can stand in the crack and revel in how much heat you’re wasting.”

Tweak: “And then I remember about my princess feet.”

 

We both stare at the icy deck.

 

Tweak: “Carry me?”

Me: “Bite me.”

Tweak: “I’ll sing Adele.”

Me: “You wouldn’t dare.”

Tweak: “I’ll sing Adele singing ‘Frozen.’”

Me: “Don’t test me.”

Tweak: “Hello.”

Me: “My New Year’s Resolution was to exorcise more.”

Tweak: “Let it go.”

Me: “Like projectile pea soup.”

 

17 January 2016, “Tolerating Tweak”