“Hey, what’s he got against animals?”
My youngest daughter came darting into the kitchen and told her 12-year-old sister and one of their friends about her great idea of what to do.
“I know,” the seven-year-old said. “Let’s play that we’re animals.”
I interrupted and said, “That’d be a change.”
The older girls looked at me, narrowed their eyes, and said, “Ha, ha.”
