This is a typical afternoon.
J: Mama, can which way are these gloves supposed to go? (Red winter gloves that fit perfectly well.)
Me: Why?
J: I just want to know.
Me: Looks like it. Why are you wearing gloves in 80 degree weather?
J: I like them.
Me: I'm telling you right now that you'd better not cut the fingertips off of them.
J: I'm not going to!!!! I mean, I want to. Can't I? Please? Please!
Me: The answer is no.
J: (shoulder jerks out of the room while sucking his teeth and whining)
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Me: (on the phone) Yeah, sure, we'll be here, come on over.
J: Who's coming over?! Is it Grandma?
Me: No.
J: Is it Ms. Shannon?
Me: No.
J: Is it Amy or Ms. Angela?
Me: No.
J: Is it Ashley?!
Me: Yep.
J: I knew it! I CAN TOTALLY READ YOUR MIND!
17.9.09
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