Overhead in the car this afternoon on the way home, but first, some definitions.
Mattie= the girl's best friend (she's 3)
Pawpi= my father (he's 60)
The girl: Mattie's big.
The boy: How big is she?
The girl: She's 50!
The boy: She's 50? No way, if she was 50, she'd be dead!
The girl: How old is Pawpi?
The boy: He's 48.
The girl: Mattie is 50! She's tall!
Another No
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God, I’m so tired. I’m so tired of grieving. Of sorting through ‘stuff’. Of
clearing out. And I’m definitely tired of No. On the job hunt side. The
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