Friday, March 31, 2006

Different parts for different arts?

Thursday, March 30:

I am lying in bed with my husband. We're both thisclose to falling asleep. Then he pats my behind and tells the little person good night.

"Uh," I say, "You know that's my butt? That's not where the baby is."

"Oh, you flipped over?"

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