This recent exchange with my son was too good not to share.
He is a teenager and recently was fitted for contacts. One afternoon last week, I picked up a new trial pair from the optometrist's office. I laid the bag on the bathroom counter:
Yesterday I asked him why he hadn't used the new contacts yet.
"OOOHHH that's what that bag is? I thought it was one of your DNA tests!"
© 2015 Sally Knudsen