Skeelz

We went to Sea World to use up our Annual Fun Passes that expired on 12/31. It was a spontaneous thing, decided late at night. It was a fine day. No one got injured, sick, arrested, etc. Afterwards, we went out to lunch. Everyone was tired, hungry, cranky, as usual. A perfectly typical response to a theme park day. Little Miss Sassy was running her antagonistic piehole as usual.  I told her that I had just decided what she was going to be when she grew up - a lawyer. And Billy Two Swords agreed with me. And she said, "How do you know I'm going to be a lawyer?" And we both responded, "Because we said so." And then she was asking what kind of skills a lawyer had. So we ticked off the following: smart, mouthy, great taste in shoes, pretty, not afraid of boys, great hair, likes to read, likes school, popular, sassy, uses big words, good at arguing.... And she said, "Okay. I'll be a lawyer." Captain Jake, who had been listening intently while dumping pizza sauce in his lemonade and 'pretend' drawing on the seat booth with the marinara cocktail, offered the following summation: "I got NO skeelz. None. Not one."