Monday, March 3, 2008

To Get a Husband

Kate walks out to the kitchen…forbidden territory. I ask what she’s doing. “I’m getting a husband.”

“Come here,” I call. In walks Miss Kate with her fist firmly clasped. “What do you have?”

She opens her hand to show me her palm, “A husband.”

She has plans of how to get one and where she intends to keep him!

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