I was running errands with Della the other day. As I put her in the booster, she pointed out a curvacious lady across the way.
"Do you see that lady with the truck?"
"Yes Della, what about her?"
"She's falling out of her clothes."
She said it so matter-of-factly; this was no observation, but sheer truth.
"Why?"
"Because she doesn't know how to dress."
And she just left it at that. Man, I love that kid!
"Do you see that lady with the truck?"
"Yes Della, what about her?"
"She's falling out of her clothes."
She said it so matter-of-factly; this was no observation, but sheer truth.
"Why?"
"Because she doesn't know how to dress."
And she just left it at that. Man, I love that kid!
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