He's getting mouthy...

Tonight we ate supper on the deck. Pork chop sandwiches or brats and chips. Gage and I exchanged words.

Me: (as Gage is dipping his doritos into his big pile of ketchup) Gage, that is just gross!

Gage: Oh. This coming from the lady that puts salsa on her brats!


BAZINGA!


And his dad laughed his ass off.