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BlogThursday, May 08, 2008The things that offend usI was upstairs doing laundry when Bradley comes crying. He whined, "Mommy! Sarah and Emily are calling me a little boy!""Um...yeah." "But I'm not a little boy!" "You're not?" "No. I'm a big kid. They're being mean!" "Ok." Then Emily came in defense and said, "Mommy, he called us babies first!" "Ok." Then I thought, when is the crossing over point when we no longer desire to be big and prefer to be considered young and petite? Age 16? Age 25? I don't remember. Probably when the breasts lose their perk and the facial collagen gets looser. I know I wouldn't like it if someone called me an "old fart" or "big girl." So I guess all is fair. "Knock it off kids and just get along because I've got a mountain of laundry to fold."  and there's more... one load in the washer and another in the dryer. I want to live in a nudist colony.
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