Mad Lips

Dinner was served. It was taco salad night. Nathan, Evan and I were all chowing down on our meaty meal while someone was playing football on the TV in the background. It was an all-boy moment. Then, all of a sudden Nathan's expression changed. He had several Mission Tortilla Chips in a row with his meal, and they were a little salty. He looked at me with his serious face and said, "Daddy! These chips are making my lips mad!"