I delight in a “Christin-ism.”

The scene: Christin is showing me her new ‘Kool-aid’ shirt and coloring book. From the kitchen, Mom says: “Girls, come and eat.” to which Christin replies “Not home.” She’s so whitty. Next, we’re discussing various things over dinner. Christin chimes in “my friend is ‘pek-nek’”–to which my Grandparents faces begin to look very confused while Read more about I delight in a “Christin-ism.”[…]