H, last night at dinner you said the funniest thing.

See, Mom had cooked homemade potato soup the day before.

I was not a hit with any of you children.

To make it worse, we were eating the potato soup as leftovers with grilled cheese on the side.

So we just start eating and there is all this crosstalk and complaining about dinner.

You cut everyone off and declared to the table:

Hey! We should be thankful for this – because they serve stuff worse than this in prison.

I’m dead now. 🤣

I wish I had a picture of the look on Mom’s face…

And by the way, I don’t even know what y’all were complaining about.

The soup was actually delicious.

I love you.

-Dad