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:: Friday, August 22, 2003 ::

Last night my son came out of the bathroom crying.

"You threw me away!" he wailed.

Nervously I said, "What do you mean I 'threw you away'?! Mommy would NEVER hurt you."

Still crying he answered, "You threw one away that looked just like me!"


"What do you mean? I don't understand!"

He ran into the bathroom and fished a paper out of the trash. It was a mailing with a child's picture on it. He was offended and hurt that I would throw away even a picture of a child that looked like him.

He doesn't know the half of it.

:: ashli 9:16 AM # ::

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