It had been another too-short weekend, filled with errands, football picnics, cheer practice, our traditional $1.49 hot-dog-and-soda combo lunch at Costco. The usual.
And I sighed dramatically.
"I don't want to go to work tomorrow."
Roo turned to look at me and shrugged.
"And I don't want to go to cheer tomorrow. But you know," she continued, looking deep into my eyes, "we ALL have to do things we don't want to do ..."
*pregnant pause ...*
And I fell out of my chair laughing.
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OK, people, if you haven't checked out my post on the Room 704 site, now would be the time. Leave a comment too. That way, I can look like one of the popular kids. Heh heh heh.
Crossposted at Mid-Century Modern Moms