Thursday, September 30, 2010


As I loaded the 900th bag of groceries into the trunk of the car, Tommy threw the toy on the ground for the 900th time watching me, waiting for the response he knew he'd get.

"Gravity!" I said while I smiled at him returning the toy to his slobbery fists. 

"heh heh heh" chuckled some lady walking past. "I hate it when it sneaks up on you like that."

It's valid. I do hate it when it sneaks up on me.

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