Saturday, March 20, 2010
File this one under "Things You Think Are Obvious"
Last night as I was tucking him in, this one said, "Rub my head mom; it reminds me of when I was born."
"OK. Do you remember when you were born?"
"No."
"Well, I do."
"You do what?"
"I remember your birthday?"
"My birthday?"
"Yeah, the day you were born. I remember."
"Wait a minute ... I was born on my birthday?"
Pause.
"Yeah. That's how it works."
"So, Emerson (our neighbor) was born on her birthday?"
"Yes."
"Wow!"
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That's hilarious.
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