Blog number 114 Aug 28, 2007
We went to the mail room, Teresa and I. While she went to wait in line to take care of a package she was sending, I went to our box to get the mail. When I went to rejoin Teresa, I passed a four year old boy who was waiting with his mother in line. He looked at me as I passed, and I tapped him on the head with a letter. I passed him and as I came around the corner to get in line, I saw that he was pouting and whining to his mother while pointing at me. "Momma, that man..."
He was telling on me!
I got him turned around before I left - we were friends, but that sure was cute. That and Teresa's Auschwitz gaffe earlier (see entry below) made it a good day for moi.
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