Monday, October 5, 2009

Overheard at the Playground

While dropping off my youngest as school, one of her classmates comes over to say hello. They proceed to run and play while I wait for the morning whistle to blow.

The whistle blows (If you weren't awake, you are now).

Children all hurry to line up with their class to walk quietly into the school.

Daughter: I'll miss you Mommy

Me: Miss you too baby doll

Classmate to me: Is that cat feathers on your shirt?

Me to Classmate: Actually, its fur sweetie pies, we have 4 kitties.

Classmate to me: Oh, I thought they were feathers.

Out of the mouths of babes.




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