Sunday, June 27, 2010

I had just gotten out of the shower, was drying off and about to put on my bathing suit for our morning at the pool. W and Pman walked in on cue (it's like a whistle sounds the minute I take off clothes, sit on the toilet or get out of the shower). and W says, "Hey, I like your things that make milk for cows."

I think it's time I stop dressing in front of them. What do you think?

1 comment:

-e said...