French Fry
Today, while I was at home for lunch, Mai Mai made repeated trips to Kerri’s plate of food to snatch her cheddar and sour cream potato chips. I instructed her to “stop,” which immediately meant there had to be a conflict about the issue. After making a few bodily gestures of disapproval about my order to leave Kerri’s food alone, Mai Mai proceeded to call me a “french fry” as she strutted out of the room. And even though I know she meant to be disrespectful, I couldn’t help but laugh at the silliness of her insult.
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