Tuesday, June 15, 2010


I had William and his friend, Z, in the car on the way home from a fencing class.  I told them I needed to stop at the Church office to pick up some photos from William's First Communion.  Moans came from the back seat.  Really, I assured them, they could sit there in the air conditioned car, I'd park right at the door, run in, NOT TALK, and get the photos.  Seconds, I promised.

Z said, "Yeah, MY mom always says she won't talk either.  Then she does."

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