Caroline asked Ross to read her a book for the 100th time in a 30 minute period. Ross sighed and hung his head.
Caroline: Don't be afraid Uncle Ross!
Ross: I am not afraid. I am just weak.
She sat next to him and began sighing and hanging her head too. They did this repeatedly for a minute or two -- they'd look at one another, sigh, and then hang their heads, over and over and completely in unison.
She looked at him and said, "Yes. Apparently we are a-weak."
And then they danced to The Cure (really).
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
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I need an Uncle like this.
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