On the drive home tonight, I was jammin out to Iggy Azalea (fairly impressively, I thought). Then, a little voice from the back seat whimpered: mommy, are you ok? Me: Of course. Why do you ask? Kid: I was scared that something bad was happening to you... Like when you had that thing happen! Me: Thing? Oh my God! Do you think Im having a stroke? Kid: Well, your voice sounds funny and youre acting weird, so I wanted to be sure.
Posted on: Tue, 07 Oct 2014 01:08:33 +0000
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