Yesterday Max (my 6 year old) and I were walking across a crosswalk. The heat beat down and all was shimmering misery. Then a woman in a purple T shirt appeared. “You don’t have a cigarette, maybe?”
Max looked at her and said, “We don’t have cigarettes. We have Tourette’s.”
If you’re new to the blog, you might not know, but my son and I both have Tourette Syndrome. Mine is extreme, his is currently mild. But wow, this made me laugh.