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You really don't like bibs
Nov. 15th, 2006 11:23 amI was in the kitchen just now - making a cup of tea.
You were in the kitchen with me - rooting around in the pots and pans cupboard. Also in that cupboard, on a shelf above the pots and pans, are your bibs and the washcloths I use to wipe off your face after you eat.
I sort of noticed you busily walking about from the cabinet to the other side of the kitchen and then back...
And then I realized what you were doing.
You were carefully and methodically sorting your bibs from the washcloths. Whenever you came to a washcloth, you set it to the side. Whenever you came to a bib, you took it over to the trashcan and threw it away.
You were in the kitchen with me - rooting around in the pots and pans cupboard. Also in that cupboard, on a shelf above the pots and pans, are your bibs and the washcloths I use to wipe off your face after you eat.
I sort of noticed you busily walking about from the cabinet to the other side of the kitchen and then back...
And then I realized what you were doing.
You were carefully and methodically sorting your bibs from the washcloths. Whenever you came to a washcloth, you set it to the side. Whenever you came to a bib, you took it over to the trashcan and threw it away.
