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YaYa was sitting at the table reading a magazine. I was in the kitchen with a glass of milk.
YaYa: Mom, exactly how much do you weigh?
Me: Uhm, why do you need to know?
YaYa: Well, I want to compare you to some harbor seals.
Me: (spitting out my milk in the sink in astonishment) Honey Love, that’s the kind of information that I tend to keep private.
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2 Comments
Grandma Gin
Kids I just love them. I remember when Thomas was always asking me that question. So I finally got out the digital scale and stepped on it before the zero came up and it showed 888 lbs. He never asked again.
Grammie Kathy
I will never look at seals the same way again 🙂