This family conversation took place on facebook today:
Deb: I hate it when I screw stuff up. :( It's even worse when you can't figure out how.
Ben: Story of my life, Punkin. Fortunately, I have your mother to straiten me out. :-)
Michael: Impending MotherSpellcheck in five . . . four . . . three . . .
(At this point I'm laughing raucously and pounding my fist on the desk. I can't even see the screen for all my howling.)
Me: Michael, just so you're not left hanging . . . it's straighten, with a gh in the there.
I wonder what other people must think of our family.
Be thankful ~