Me: “So Nathan has been walking around the house whining for the past few days because he’s teething. His little arms are constantly outstretched, wanting me to pick him up. But since he doesn’t talk much, he just whines this constant “Uuuhhhhhh! Uuuuhhhhh! Uuuuuuhhhhhhhh!” I love him dearly, but he’s been driving me nuts.”
Friend: “I see. I’ve been through this, too. Do you know what you’re dealing with?”
Me: “No. What?”
Friend: “You’re dealing with a zombler.”
Me: “…”
Friend: “Yeah. You know, a zombie-toddler. Zombler.”
Me: “That’s it! I TOTALLY HAVE A ZOMBLER!”
