Charlie and I were sitting in the front room last night discussing something, I can’t recall exactly but we were enjoying each other’s company.
Suddenly, Elliott walked in, flung himself on the ottoman and leaned his head sideways.
“My sinuses are totally full of junk,” he complained, “I can’t breath.”
There he waited, head perched to the side staring at us. Charlie and I were quiet.
“Well,” said Charlie after a second, “that was quite a conversation killer.”
Practically EVERYTHING my kids (age 3 and 5) say are conversation killers! I can't remember the last time my husband and I had a meaningful conversation! We have to leave the house to do that.
Get a sinus rinse. That will be a conversation starter
And it will work too!