Monday, October 26, 2009

My little problelm solver...

Things were quiet in the house...you know there must be a problem somewhere. So, I walk back to my bedroom and there it is...an entire container of floss, strung out. I ask, "What are you doing, I asked you not to get into the floss." The response, "But mommy, I have some chicken stuck in my teeth."














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