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Tonight at dinner, Madeline, was rubbing up against my legs with her foot. She didn't know it was me, though.
"Oh, someone has hairy legs."
"No", I said. "Those are my socks."
"No they arn't. Those are not socks. These are hairy legs."
As I'm mentioning that they are socks (my alpacka socks), madeline looks under the table and says...
"Those really arn't daddy's legs. Are they?"
At least she didn't think they were mine like I thought she did.
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3 comments:
Nice Shannon, I'm 9 months pregnant and still shave my legs.
Remember when Ryan used to freak out if we touched him with our stubbly legs when we were teenagers?
LOL, too funny. :) BTW, We go through 6-8 gallons of milk a week.
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