On the trolley, going downtown with Comet's pre-school class:
Comet: "How old is your dad, Loki?"
Loki shrugs and continues poking his twin brother, Joki.
Comet (bragging): "My dad is forty!"
Curly: "My dad is forty-two."
Comet (triumphantly): "Well, my Mom is FORTY-THREE!"
I knew I was the best at *something*!
MK
Friday, February 27, 2009
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