Wednesday, August 12, 2009

spit-shined and ready for company

I was getting her ready so that she wasn't too disheveled when some friends stopped by. She who asks 5000 questions per minute was curious as to why I was combing her hair.

I told her, "Because I want you to look nice."

"Yeah, good. I don't want to look like a muggaruffin!"

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