Saturday, September 10, 2005

Or are you just happy to see me?

The Scene: Mama Spatula goes to get in the car and all of the sudden springs back up and adjusts something in her pocket.

Me: "What is that?"

MS: "It's a banana!" **pulls banana out of pocket**

Me: "You have a banana in your pocket?"

MS: "Yeah" **said in the same way one would say "Well, DUH!"

Me: "Why?"

MS: "In case I start to have low energy...then I can refuel on the go!"

Me: "Uh...OK."

So, apparently Mama Spatula has taken to carrying bananas around in her pocket. Not a power bar, or a piece of candy, or something that isn't squishy AND smelly -- bananas.

Are we starting to understand how I turned out this way?
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