Tuesday, November 22, 2011

At Least She Was Third...

We're looking for a babysitter for my office Christmas party. As a gentle way of broaching it, I asked Sam how he'd feel about my aunt putting him to bed. He was amenable, but told me "Aunt Jenny is my first choice." When I asked him his second choice, he said that it might be my aunt.

"Who else might be second?" I asked. He thought for a moment, then replied, "...Maybe her cat."

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