One night last week I asked Gigi to sweep the kitchen floor
while I cleaned up supper dishes. She’s
sweeping right along… sweep, sweep, sweep…when
she suddenly stops.
“Mommy! Is that brownie or poop in the floor?”
Do you think I said –
(a)
“I’m sure it’s brownie. Unless it’s poop. Either way, it’s got to be cleaned up.”
(b)
“Let me see… sniff…It’s
brownie. Now sweep.”
(c)
“Oh my goodness!! There’s no way there’s POOP in
my kitchen floor. How could you even
think such a thing??”
Hint: The answer is not “c”.
Keeping it real, folks.
Just keeping it real.
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