I had to go grocery shopping last week. I normally try to go at night, but had to get some things for dinner so the kids came too.
At one of the stores, there is a guy who always walks around with a feather duster in his back pocket. I'm there almost every week (and so is he), so I'm used to seeing it.
The guy-with-feather-duster-in-his-back-pocket walked by our cart briefly as we were digging into the bulk bins. I saw him out of the corner of my eye and knew who it was. As he walked away, Peter excitedly exclaimed, "Mom! That guy has a brown tail! It's so SILLY!"
Monday, March 14, 2011
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