Wrong Asian

This may be the funniest conversation I’ve ever had with my husband.  It took place back in September before Jonathan was born, but it really sums up our relationship perfectly:

Paul: *brandishing cutting board at me*
Me: I don’t know why you’re brandishing that cutting board at me.
Paul: You’re supposed to kick it and break it in half.
Me: I’m not that type of Asian.
Paul: Oh. That’s disappointing.

Yeah. I married this man.

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