I was shopping at Trader Joes and a young twenty something store employee stopped me, "Mam", she said, (Mam?? is she really talking to me? mam??) "where did you get your cardigan?" (now that's more like it) "LOFT" I answer. And she stares blankly--"you know, Ann Taylor's LOFT?" Still blank. So I instruct her where to find a store, and move along. So I have found my niche-my choice of caridigan color-still cool, my choice of store to purchase it at--only cool to those of us "Mams".
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that is RAD! at first i read this and thought you "served ketchup toots on eggs" for breakfast! which i think i might call that from now on! you are so cool! love this new blog, and i couldn't resist commenting! and i love then obsession with HP! 3 days! whoohoo!
Too funny! Very cute picture--she's adorable! Just want to squeeze her! :)
HILARIOUS! Your kids say very clever things.
I am totally laughing, so something my kids would say.
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