“WHAT IS DADDY DOING WITH THIS MAGAZINE?”
::blink:: Radar position: up.
“What magazine?”
Daughter shoves Victoria’s Secret catalog at me. “He’s looking at women!”
“That’s MY magazine!” Er, catalog.
“What for?”
“It’s for ordering sexy lingerie.”
“MOMMY. If I’m not allowed to say THAT word, then neither are you!”
And she hasn’t even seen the words in my books…..
Posted by Suzanne McMinn on February 15, 2005
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