Sunday, February 22, 2015

August-isms. It's all I have left.

August and I went to Costco. After a maddening hour of him spilling samples and dropping samples and not liking samples, I finally plopped him into the cart next to 4 gallons of milk and 2 dozen eggs and 15 pounds of oatmeal.  At the checkout, I asked him why he couldn't just listen.

"Because sometimes I'm just miserable."

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