October 22, 2008 @ 10:57 am | Filed under: Family, These People Crack Me Up
I’m pulling out of the Trader Joe’s parking lot when Rose asks what happened to our shopping cart. “I didn’t see you put it away,” she says.
“I didn’t have to! A nice man was heading into the store, and he took it for me. Wasn’t that kind of him?”
Rose ponders a moment. “Maaaybe,” she says skeptically. “Or maybe he just wanted a way to get your fingerprints.”
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