Sunday, April 27, 2008

Giggles Ensue

Me, leaning over in the baby's bassinet: "Ooh, Sis, he's got dimples. Where'd he get those?"

My sister: "elle, Daddy and Uncle Darrell have dimples."

My older nephew stops flipping and flouncing on the bed to ponder this. Then, he rubs his index finger across his teeth. "Oh," he says, "Those fake teeth?"

Sis and I frown at each other.

My mom, quite patiently, "No, baby. Those are dentures."

Me, after moments of uproarious laughter, "I am so blogging this."

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