Thursday, January 06, 2011

Extreme Limits of Thoughtfulness

Margot was playing with an ice cube today. She informed me that she had left it upstairs on top of her dresser. Fearing that it would make a mess, I told her to go get it before it melted and ruined something. So Margot jumped up and ran out of the room yelling, "Hang on, I'm coming Ice Cube!"

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