Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Conversation with Jake

Jake had to go to the restroom during Jazzercise this morning.  I help him, because he has a hard time pulling his pants up.  I choose to protect the other girls from seeing Jake coming out of the restroom with his pants around his ankles.  When we went into the restroom this is what he said to me:

Jake: "hey mom, what do you smell like?"

Me: "I probably smell sweaty"

Jake: "No, you just smell like Jazzercise"


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