Thursday, May 5, 2011

still boyish

Abigail came downstairs packing.
When Scott inquired about her accessory she stated:
"Dad, I need to be ready for anything."

The end of a brand new, beloved pair of pink jeans. One slide down the tree trunk (which had come crashing down during the ice storm) later, she announced:
"I feel a little breezy."

Her response when informed of the gigantic tear across her backside?
"Oh well. It happens. Let's go again!"

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