I had just served warm waffles to the family at the table.
Kirk: "Yum! Warm and crispy- just like Mama! Actually, she isn't crispy. She's soft."
James: "That's a good thing because we would eat her if she was crispy."
Laurel: "What!!! You'd EAT me??!"
James: "Unfortunately so."
Ansley: "Toast her too!!!"
Good thing I'm not crispy.