You can't make me... I'm allergic!

Last night we had steak and salad for dinner. The conversation went something like this…

Me (to Jed): Eat your salad

Jed: I can’t. I’m allergic to salad.

Me: You are not. I’ll tell you what you’re allergic to… and you’re allergic to nothing (big gulp of water)

Grace: Yes he is! He’s allergic to work!

Needless to say, water exited my nose at a rate of knots and ruined everyone’s dinner! She must have heard someone say that in the past!