Friend's son: I need a ton of hugs.
Friend: That's okay. I ordered three tons so I have a ton to share.
Friend's son: But hugs are free! I know you didn't have to pay for them.
Friend: There are probably people out there who charge for hugs.
Friend's son: Hugstitutes.
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
Tuesday, April 7, 2015
Saturday, April 4, 2015
On Mini-Me's 8th birthday, I got a text from Scrubs. It was a picture of Mini-Me holding a jar of gravy and a jar of applesauce from my parents...that she asked them to get. I emailed my parents to see what that was all about. Wonder Woman's response:
Here's the scoop. A few weeks ago I asked Miss [Mini-Me] what she wanted for her b-day. She said, emphatically, "No clothes!" So I said, "Then what do you want?" I thought she said a great big can of ravioli. So days later, I said, "What do you want besides ravioli?" She said, "I don't want ravioli; I said gravy." I said, "Anything else?" She thought a minute and said, "A big jar of applesauce all for myself." I gave her the gravy and applesauce on Monday when the family got together. I figured her friends might not get it or think her Grandmother was NUTS. Sunday she had a kids' party at the rink. So that's it.