Because I am horribly disorganized*, here instead of something more substantial is a conversation between my wife J- and my 2-year-old daughter M-:
J- (to M-, less patiently than the previous two times): Stop licking me!
[less than 2 minutes pass]
M- (between new licks): I'm tasting you!
J-: Stop tasting me!
J-: Because I'm not clean! I haven't showered yet.
J-: But even still, it's not usually a good idea to go around tasting people.
Don't be fooled by her earnest response... I promise you we'll be right back here again within a day or two.
* In my defense, I at least spent much of my Sunday organizing old kids clothes into bins, so that has to partially counteract my disorganization in blogging, writing, and other things. Right?