Today's humor is brought to you by my 14 month old daughter and the neighborhood recycling collector.
First, Livers and I attended the bi-annual children's consignment sale this morning. In line on the way out was a woman, her child, and who I assume was the grandmother. Said grandmother was walking around with an oxygen tank. Livers saw it, and thanks to her current fascination with vacuum cleaners, kept looking at the woman's tank and going "voom, voom, voom!", which in Livers-land means vacuum. Occasionally she'd sort of pronounce it right, but I still had to explain to her in public that it was, in fact, not a vacuum.
Second, I was spying out of my kitchen window at the recycling collector to see how much he actually was taking. (I think sometimes they just throw it in the trash.) I noticed he had stopped for quite sometime around the paper side and wondered why. Upon further inspection I saw that, yes, the collector had stopped throwing away the cardboard to take out a freshly recycled People Magazine from my bin and was standing at his truck reading it. What a hoot!
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Well I guess that goes along with the whole "reduce, reuse, recycle" theme.
I'll definitely let Lesslie know you say hi. She and I are in the same class here, which is kind of fun. She also just got engaged and is getting married next year. Anyway....I also enjoy checking your blog - your daughter is just getting cuter.
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