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Thursday, October 20, 2011

Clicker

I was driving, with the kid, at night, looking for a new place so I was concentrating on the street signs. She asked me something and I wasn’t paying attention so I responded with the “I don’t know honey,” that moms use now and then.  After about the third “I don’t know,” the kid gave me the eye.  “Mom, I don’t think you are listening to me.”  I had to fess up and apologize.  I was turning and I flipped on the turn single, making the clicking noise.  “Mom, I’m kind of like your clicker. I make noise but you don’t really listen to me.” Sigh!


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