On the way to preschool, the doctor had left her stethoscope on the car seat. Her little girl picked it up and began playing with it.
Be still, my heart, thought the doctor, my daughter wants to follow in my footsteps and be a doctor too.
Then the child spoke into the instrument: “Welcome to McDonald’s. May I take your order?”
I am a little fat. I like food; what can I say? I have dull hair: mousey. I don’t wear much make-up and have no need of a dressing table. If I look like a bag lady, I chose my own clothes. If I look nice, the Hub picked them for me. Despite all this, I am a little vain. This photograph is from 2003. I had to go back that far to find one of me that I liked. But I don’t really care: my husband still thinks I’m beautiful and if he doesn’t, he loves me enough to lie about it. I’m lucky. I have two boys. They never lie to me. Still, you can't have everything.
The Laughing Housewife 
good one.
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Too funn!
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OOooooops! I meant to say, “Too funny.” I need to get to sleep. My brain is not thinking clearly.
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Out of the mouths… And that cartoon: every mother winces. Touché.
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funny….giggling here. xx 🙂
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That’s a very good one!
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Da da da da da . . . I’m loving it.
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Out of the mouths of babes, indeed.
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Lol – funny how children view the world! 😀
Chloe xx
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