Oops.
Cue five minutes of damage control.
YaYa: Chill, Dad. Mom hasn't even mentioned it.
Me: Oh, she's filed it away. You can write this moment down on a piece of paper, fold it up, and put it in your hope chest. Cuz the day is coming.
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