Tuesday, August 07, 2007

phone call of the day

all of a sudden I hear Hunter:

"Popo, Popo. Can you hear me? It's me, Hunter. Popo. Popo, listen up. You need to come over. And as soon as you can. Popo, our swing is broke and you know Dad can't fix anything. When can you get here? I know you can fix it. You fix everything for us. And Popo, don't forget all your tools. Bye now."

maybe making a phone list with everyone's number on it and posting it to the fridge was a bad idea now that Hunter can read.

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