I made dinner: mushroomed meatballs, rice, and asparagus. The Red-Headed Kid said, “I don’t think I’ve ever had good asparagus before.”
I said, “And it will make your pee stink!”
So, you know, victory is mine.
I made dinner: mushroomed meatballs, rice, and asparagus. The Red-Headed Kid said, “I don’t think I’ve ever had good asparagus before.”
I said, “And it will make your pee stink!”
So, you know, victory is mine.
Tiny Cat Pants 
So, did it? Only half (?) or so of people have the stinky-pee gene. If you do, he probably does.
What? Stinky-pee is genetic?! I had no idea. But the Red-Headed Kid isn’t related to me, so my good fortune (yes, stinky pee!) tells us nothing of his. And I think it might be awkward to demand to smell his pee.
Isn’t the smelling part of stinky pee the genetic bit, not the pee? I seem to remember hearing that somewhere…
So Aunt B should have asked TR-HK to smell her pee.
i suspect that might put the Redheaded Kid straight into therapy. Which isn’t to say I won’t do it, someday. But the stakes are high.
Feed the kid beetsl Red pee is striking.
I have been informed that it will be singular “A Phillips Eats a God Damn Vegetable Day” on days I want beets or greens. Which I find kind of depressing. Beets are awesome.