Bizarre request of the morning
/Jack: "when we get home, can I put on your slippers and do a curtsy?" This from the police officer...
Musings from a servantless, stay-at-home, cooking-obsessed mom
Jack: "when we get home, can I put on your slippers and do a curtsy?" This from the police officer...
Now that was not what I was expecting today! I was driving and thought my car was having major issues; jumping like it was out of gas or experiencing engine failure. So strange. And the magnitude was 5.9- not insignificant.
musings from a stay-at-home, cooking-obsessed mom
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