But Dad, A Pearl Necklace Is So Becoming On A Girl!
One night in high school I came home from my boyfriend’s house and went to my parents’ room to tell them I was home. Dad looked at me curiously and then reached out with his finger and tapped a spot on my neck. My eyes widened.
“What is that? Looks like you have some toothpaste dried there, sweetie!” He chuckled at my silliness and rubbed the rest of it off my neck.
“Oh yeah. Right. Toothpaste. Thanks, Dad.” I hugged him good night and ran for the bathroom.
That was so not toothpaste.
