While I was brushing my teeth the other day, a curly blonde head suddenly popped up beside me at the sink. Dove peeked at me in the mirror with big, soulful eyes and asked, “Do you love me?”
“Of course I do.”
She smiled again and leaned lovingly closer to me. “Do you like to share with me?”
“Whatever it is you are after, the answer is no,” I told her around a mouthful of toothpaste.
Nice try. I will give her credit for smooth talking.