Lori’s sense of humor has changed from when we when we first started dating.
Back then, “funny” was showing me what can happen to your finger during a late night drafting session with bad lighting.
“I sliced the tip clean off! Barely felt it. Ha Ha!”
Yeah, I didn’t get it either.
Just the other day, she surprised me with this response to Gabe’s obsession with cutting everything in our house:
Lori: Gabe, let’s play rock, paper, scissors. If you cut anything but paper, I will throw a rock. Okay.
5 minutes later
Nick: Gabe’s trying to cut my shirt!!!
Me (to Lori): Better get that rock, sweetie.