Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Futons and croutons

Last night Anne was lying in bed while I was looking around the house for her Bible. She kept hollering ideas from bed for where it might be found. "Look upstairs and look on the bookcase, then look under the sofa and under the crouton."

If you read Tim's "Salad Days" post you know, she's a little confused.

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