“Dad, what do you call an existential freak-out from a birth helper? Midwife crisis.” — Henry, making more #dadjokes before 7AM than most people do all day 😌
Finn, age 12: “My God, these potatoes look *awful*! And we’re Irish, we should know better!!”
Me: “Dude, those are Brussels sprouts.”
Finn: “I am dead.”
😌☘️