For some reason, it seems like I've had something funny to tell on Mondays, lately. Here's what happened today.
Precious and Bubby were seen shuffling across the hall into their room in tight formation. She was in front, moving her arms. Bubby was in back, holding his giraffe and sucking his thumb.
"Oh!" I exclaimed, "You must be driving!" (Precious looked like she was operating a steering wheel.)
"No," they replied. [shuffle shuffle shuffle]
"Well, then, are you a train?"
"No," Bubby replied, [shuffle shuffle shuffle]
"We're old people."
Precious and Bubby were seen shuffling across the hall into their room in tight formation. She was in front, moving her arms. Bubby was in back, holding his giraffe and sucking his thumb.
"Oh!" I exclaimed, "You must be driving!" (Precious looked like she was operating a steering wheel.)
"No," they replied. [shuffle shuffle shuffle]
"Well, then, are you a train?"
"No," Bubby replied, [shuffle shuffle shuffle]
"We're old people."
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