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Saturday, May 6, 2006

Don't look at me. She said it!

Tonight, after dinner, J and I went to my favorite card shop in Shadyside for Mother's Day cards. This is a rather trendy card shop with lots of fun cards and gifts (jars for the ashes of old lovers, cat-butt shaped air fresheners, and tons of fun books).

There was a younger family there flipping through posters as I was heading towards the Mother's Day cards. As we were approaching, the father was flipping through the posters when the 5 or 6 year-old daughter says "Mommy, smell my fingers!!"

I start laughing hysterically, J starts snickering, and then the father looks at me and just starts grinning uncontrollably.

I had to duck down the next aisle to ponder what I'd just heard. . .

Don't yell at me, I didn't say it!!!


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