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Tue, 07 Aug 2007
Two quotes: (warning - perhaps of interest to grand and god parents only.)
Spurred on by Uncle Dan’s tendency to modify the refrain to “Who let the dogs out? (me me me me)” we use that phrase a lot. We had a rare break from our organic, home-made -three color dinners tonight and indulged in a feast from 5-Guys. (In my own defense, I did provide, via David, a few Brocolli spears for Robert, who preferred them to his fried hot dog.)
Anyway. Those who know Five Guys know that the only way to serve the obscene quantity of fries one receives is to rip open the brown paper bag and spread it out on the table.
The scene of French Fry devastation was almost complete, when Robert reached out, gathered up the brown bits and sang “Who gets the last crumb? Me Me Me Me.)
I just about fell off my chair. Then in a side whisper I asked David if it was just because I was his mother, or whether Robert was in fact exceedingly cute - when Robert answered saying, “I’m cute!”
Yes. I think he is.
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dan wrote
That pretty much sums up his job description, doesn't it?
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