Seriously. And it is made even dumber by the fact that I cracked myself up so badly that I snorted and actually fell out of bed.
So, Archie and I were in bed, reading. I was reading a book about Herman Melville. And I started to read a passage out of it to Archie. He asked, "So, Melville wrote 'Moby Dick', right?"
"I've never read it."
"Really? It's a whale of a book." And that's when I fell out of bed, snorting at my own completely stupid pun.
It's a wonder I'm still married and that my children have not been taken away from me.