Of Course, More from Neil

Today Neil walked into my room while I was reading my scriptures.  He was holding the tiny tube of the toothpaste he got from the dentist.  "Olivia, did you use my tube of silly strawberry toothpaste??"  I told him I hadn't touched it.  "Are you sure??" What kind of question is that, silly?  Of course I was sure.  I think I'd remember if my toothpaste had tasted like strawberry instead of like mint.  "But look," he said, turning it over, "see this tiny dent in the side?? It wasn't there before.  And the box has been messed with!"  I told him the tube probably just came with a little dent in it's side, but that wasn't good enough for him.  "Grant, are you sure it wasn't you??" Grant told him he was sure, but Neil still had to pass the blame...so finally he decided that the only way this could've happened is if Grant did it in his sleep.  Likely conclusion, buddy.  This kid is a piece of work, as my mom says.