The baby had an appointment at the pediatrician’s office, followed by lab work at the hospital. We had to wait longer than originally promised. The girls were bored and basically just staring at the other people waiting.
Katie, pointing and thank God, whispering- “Mommy, that lady is going to die.”
Me- “How do you know?”
Katie- “Look at her. She’s really old.”
Thursday, July 10, 2008
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Oh God, they are probably looking at me.
oh creepy. I feel all creeped out like they know something. Like when they smile at thin air....
Well, we know how they define "old," right? So what was the woman, early thirties maybe?
Unlike the rest of us, who are going to LIVE FOREVER!
Thank god for the whisper. While at Wendy's today, my son out of nowhere stuck his hand up my skirt and YELLED "Where are your UNDIES?!!".
I almost died. And, yes, I WAS wearing undies.
**ack**
I had a nephew slip his hand up the leg of my shorts when he was of a tender, young age. I really never could tell what was up with that.
they just say the most hilarious things - I mean, it's so very logical... and yet, none of the rest of us came out with it...
J/
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