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February 02, 2008
11
Gus: "Mama, I see 11 on your face!"
Me: (puzzled) "Really? What do you mean?"
Gus: "Its on your face."
Me: "Point to where you see 11 on my face."
Gus: (points to my forehead)
Me: (looking in the mirror... oh my.)
People, I have wrinkles that apparently look like the number 11 on my forehead.
I'm glad he's identifying numbers in the world around him, but does he have to point out my aging in the process?
Posted by janna at February 2, 2008 06:16 PM
Comments
"furrowed brow" = 11 sorry, right of passage
Posted by: Aunt Deb at February 3, 2008 09:32 AM