minty fresh!!!

so we stop at mcalister's for tea, get back in the car, and the following conversation takes place...

gracie: "hey, guess what?"

cale: "what, grace?"

gracie: "i got four mints!"

cale: (loudly, which i know you cannot imagine) "hey!!!! no fair!!!!!"

gracie: "fine, cale. you can have one." (insert crackling mint paper sounds...)

mama: "gracie, i don't want him to have a mint." (as she is putting one in his mouth)

gracie: "why, mom?"

mama: "well, he almost choked on a mint in daddy's truck the other night."

gracie: (completely exasperated, mind you...) "great... cale, don't choke on that mint. cause if you do, we are gonna have to go to the emergency room, they'll have to cut your head off, take out the mint, and then sew your head back on."

cale: "that would not be good."