"(Middle Child) came up in conversation at the dinner table last night," said my friend T.
"Did he get into a fight with one of your girls?" I asked.
"No, no! My youngest, out of the blue, stated that she was going to marry him. She said, 'He's really smart, so he's going to get a good job and make lots of money.'"
Friday, June 06, 2008
Just Keep It In Your Pants, Darling
Posted by Jen at 10:56 a.m.
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hee hee. That's one smart girl.
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