Cheryl and I were walking through Central Park when two middle-aged, well-to-do power walkers passed us. One said, "No I'm not getting one of those. I wouldn't have a dog smaller than 60 pounds. Anything less than 60 pounds isn't a dog. It's just a rodent."
When we got to Alethea's we gave Camdyn and Charlie their gifts. Charlie had just gotten his Lego set open and explored when he looked at Cheyl and with disappointment said, "Nanny, I like Legos with weapons."
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