I sat at the children’s table yesterday for Thanksgiving dinner with a 4 yr old and a 6 yr old.
Out at the In-laws 18
“Who do you want to sit by you?”
she asks my newly adopted nephew
at the Thanksgiving table.
“That boy,” he points at me.
I look behind me, no one there.
He’s 4 years old.
Almost 70, I’m the oldest in the room.
“That boy.”
Yes.
– Smith. 11.27.2015
I wonder what they do with the fat they take out of stuff to be fat free? Is there a little “fat” mountain somewhere? lol