Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Excuses, Excuses
While I exercise at the Y, my Best Girl spends an hour in the playroom. The children's area consists of a front room and a back room. Yesterday, when I went to pick her up, my Best Girl was in the back room. The teacher called for her, but she didn't come. After a few minutes, the teacher called again. Slowly but surely, she came into the front room. I said, "What took so long? Why didn't you come right away?"
She replied, "Sorry, Mom. I got stuck in traffic."
Excuses, excuses. Have I mentioned that she's trouble with a capital T?
She replied, "Sorry, Mom. I got stuck in traffic."
Excuses, excuses. Have I mentioned that she's trouble with a capital T?
Labels: My Best Girl, Small Talk
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