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Sunday, April 26, 2009
just the two of us
it happens so rarely that we get time together, just us.
me and the
new york times
sunday
crossword.
ahhh
.
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overheard in the playroom
as the children cast their "fishing rods" (string tied to batons):
me: "ladies, try not to bash each other in the head."
child: "why?"
blah, blah, blah
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i SAID
[sound of scream here]
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