Sitting at a small birthday celebration with my mother-in-law, my bride, my daughter and son-in-law. We're all eating snacks and have drinks--except for my 84 year old mother-in-law. "Would you like me to get you a drink, Bubbie?" my daughter asks. "No" she says, pointing to the ice bucket "I'll just wait until some of that melts."
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