Two weeks ago, we had a mom come up to the registers with her daughter to check out. After everything was rung up, the mom pulled out her red credit card. When her 5-year-old saw it, she lifted her chest up in pride and announced, "Mom. I know exactly what your credit card is made of." Obviously trying not to laugh, her mom asked, "Oh yeah? What's it made of?" With a very unsubtle hint of sass, the girl placed her hand on her hip and said, "It's obvious mom. It's made of really, REALLY nice red paper."
Mmmm...yep. My thoughts exactly.
Signed,
I Wish I Had Really Really Nice Red Paper
Thursday, September 5, 2013
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