I tried to return my daughter’s stroller to the carriage return at Target this morning.
The teenage boy in the parking lot collecting carriages looked at me with a puzzled look and asked: “um…excuse me, don’t you want to keep that?”
“Of Course! I was just testing you…” I quipped, and wandered back to my car with the stroller.
My nose is a bit runny today. I think it might be liquefied brain.
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i can only say
roflcopters!
I think as a Mom we stop thinking clearly when we put down the martini glasses! BTW–you were SO right about the Nanny Diaries…