Four year-old Lola insists I help her call her father at work today. "I have something I need to ask him!" Eavesdropping, I hear her inquire, "What are you wearing?"
Later, at home, Lola asks him, "Do you know what makes me so special?"
"No, what?"
"It's because I'm very special! That is what makes me special!"
6 comments:
Drunken housewife,
Would you remove my phone number from your November 27th 2006 comments or the whole comment would be even better.
Thanks
And of course I had to check. Why are you so nice???
Eh, I don't want to be the (indirect) cause of anyone getting annoying phone calls. You seem nicer than me, JRM, by your blog, and also your name is more original, so I shall therefore be consumed with jealousy. Heh.
If this post had a soundtrack, it would surely be the Pretenders' "Brass in Pocket," at least the refrain part.
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2amsomewhere
Crazy Lola sounds like a riot! Love your blog name :-)
Did she overhear you? ^_~
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