Sound of Michael Buble "Me and Mrs. Jones" blaring from the computer as Peggy rocks forward and back
Sam: I've never seen that kind of dancing before. (pauses) It's just silly.
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Overheard in the Wilson/Mingst/Barnett house
ReplyDeleteAdam, while I'm drying off from a bath: You have dents in your bottom.
He was very young, of course...at that age where you never get to do anything alone.
So great for the ego.
When kids are little, you have eat a bite of humble pie every day. When they become teens, you have to swallow whole pies -- so many that you think you'll burst.
ReplyDeleteI'm still eating a hunk of that pie everyday with Sam around, but somehow, it tastes just fine.