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Monday, February 4, 2008

Friendly Fire

The Boy and I are walking to the park yesterday and he looks up at me with a guilty grin and says, "I tooted. Two times." He giggles.

I reply, "That's okay, I tooted today, too."

He snickers. Then he gets serious. "Maybe our toots will be friends." He sounds hopeful.

My reply, "Oh, yeah? Maybe."

"Yeah. Your toot will be your age and my toot will be my age. And they'll be friends."

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