So, I flew into Toronto Saturday morning after spending the better part of the previous two days celebrating Cinco de Mayo, and the fact that it was Friday, I was a little hungover to say the least.
Throw in a flight on a turbo prop from Harrisburg to Toronto and the stomach wasn't so great.
Anyways, when I got home my niece was awake, and as usual she wanted to go jump on the trampoline...and she wanted me to go jump with her. After I explained to her that I couldn't jump because my stomach hurt from too much alcohol, she finally relented. But only after telling me to be careful because "alcohol hurt your stomach".
Fast forward about 30 hours to Sunday evening. I come home after running some errands and walk in to find my niece sitting on the couch watching movies with the rest of the family.
As I walk in, she asks me "do you have any alcohol?"
I answer "no, munchkin, why?"
She looks at me, smiles, and then says "so you can jump on the trampoline then?"
I paused, looked at her, and started laughing out loud.
Damn...outsmarted by a 3.5 year old.