Saturday, December 19, 2009

dreaded day has come

my friend told me of a time when her daughter came into bed in the morning. after having said their morning greetings, the little girl told my friend that her breath smelled bad... said something like her breath smelled like fish or something to that effect.

that dreaded day came the other day... as A came into my bed one morning and lay with me. she told me that my breath was stinky. ugh so sad... ha ha...