Quit Messin'

"Logan, wash your hands and quit messing with the toilet!" Ashley hollered.

An insane giggle rang out from the bathroom.

"Why don't you quit messing with the magazine?" he retorted. 

Impudence!  Effrontery!

Ashley's mouth dropped open as she sprang up from the couch where she had, in fact, been reading.  She stood, framed in the doorway of the kitchen so that only I could see her, silently mouthing words of disbelief and stifling laughter.  I won't tell you what she did next because it was very unladylike, but man is she good with ASL.

- 30 June 2012