I'm in the kitchen feeding Katie, Ellen and our neighbor child Claire a nice fresh pizza and I get into this conversation with Ms. Bug:
Katie: Dad, when are you going to have your own pizza parlor?
Me: Not for years, Bug.
K: I have a great name for it. You could call it Paul's Perfect Pizza Parlor.
M: thats a pretty good name, but it's a lot of P's. I try to keep the pee away from the food (lame joke as I'm walking out of the kitchen).
K (to my retreating back): But Dad, alliteration is good in a restaurant name!
I just stopped, turned around, stared and said something like..."uh. right."
She's 7.
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