We went out for dinner tonight. My wife had a craving for prime rib. So.

Afterwards we had chocolate cake with ice cream. It was a huge piece of cake and on the side they included a cup of melted hot fudge. My son liked it just fine. But when I scooped some of the fudge and gave it to my daughter, she acted like I’d just given her rotten vegetables. She shook her head and bounced up and down… she was practically in convulsions. She wasn’t burned, she was making I-was-expecting-milk-but-it-was-orange-juice face. When she finally stopped she said, “Blech, that was hot!”

My wife and I were cracking up. My daughter was indignant, “It’s not funny!” So, we stifled our laughter and carried on with the cake.

She didn’t have any more fudge.