During a trip to Target…
My son points at the very masculine-looking, female cashier, and loudly says, “Mommy, she’s kind of a girl.”
Awkward laugh, “Yes, she’s a girl.”
He looks back and WAITS TO MAKE EYE CONTACT, then says, “Yeah. Kind of.”
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Friday, 20 May, 2011[…] wanted was a roll of paper towels, try having your son tell the cashier that she looks like “kind of a girl” or that her big lips make her resemble a […]
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