A Conversation IX
Dylan: Mama, I think Jordan smells like that red meat with the white polka dots in it.
Me: Salami?
Dylan: Yeah, salami. Joji, you smell like salami. Gross. Baby salami.
Me: Salami?
Dylan: Yeah, salami. Joji, you smell like salami. Gross. Baby salami.
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posted by Sarah at
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
2 Comments:
Mine smells of Easter egg. (everybody gives each other chocolate eggs at Easter here).
What? No salami eggs?! ;)
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