Well as you know, I can't make this crap up. Thad loves me. If I ever doubted it, I don't anymore. Guess why? He saved my life tonight. Really. Truly. He gave me the heimlich.
I was putting my supper plate into the sink while chomping on the remains of my taco. Yes I wrote taco. All of the sudden it was stuck. I couldn't breathe. To be honest I don't remember much other than getting scared, not being able to breathe, and letting out a sound of groaning terror. Then he did the maneuver. I gagged, coughed up the stuff, and stood there in shock.
Ryan was laughing...yes laughing. Thanks Ryan. He said my noise was funny. Then I started laughing. After the third time I said, " I am almost died just now," Kate retorted, "Okay mom, you don't have to keep talking about it." Thanks Kate. Olivia didn't seem to notice. She was focused on dessert. Thanks Olivia.
For real, though, thanks Thad!