09 December 2007

Saturday Night

The scene: Grocery shopping. Canned vegetable aisle. I'm looking at dried beans, Indy is pushing the cart, the Nibblet is making strangers coo because of her Santa hat.

Indy (to Nibblet): We should feed you black-eyed peas.

Me: Why?

Indy (to Nibblet): So you'll be just like your mom.

Me: What? How am I like black-eyed . . . oh, never mind.

Indy: Bwa ha ha

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