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One Trick Pony

The peep show didn’t last long. 

But then its only performer had only one act.  And the act, mind you, wasn’t going to make it to any other stage.

Uh…a mother can hope.

I’d rounded the stairs at the same time my son showed up on the landing wearing–technically nothing–except his sister’s dolphin necklace dangling from his weanie.  “Look at this, mom,” he’d beamed. 

And, well, I’d looked.  And…I’ll be darned if he hadn’t found himself a new necklace holder…ahem.

By which time I had him show his father, such that the two of us could exchange a proud thumbs up…as…

there wasn’t much else to do.


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