Thursday, February 07, 2008

Sick in Memphis

Mer: Mommy, I'm sick.
Mommy: What's wrong?
Mer: My stomach hurts and I have a fever.
Mommy: Hmmm...I think you're probably hungry. How 'bout a granola bar?
Mer: No. I'm sick.
Mommy: What about an apple?
Mer. No, mommy, I'm sick. I need some barbecue.

Silly me.
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8 comments:

  1. Anonymous9:28 PM

    i love the way our children adjust to where they're born.

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  2. Anonymous10:08 AM

    man, that makes sense to me!

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  3. Anonymous12:08 PM

    That little Meredith is a hoot!! Looking forward to hanging out with you guys in a couple weeks!

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  4. Mitzi3:52 PM

    Too cute!

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  5. Jesse Faris6:06 PM

    Spoken by a true Memphian.

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  6. Julie9:11 PM

    Classic. Aint no cure like some greasy pork and cole slaw!

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  7. The Wilhite Family8:43 PM

    Steve COMPLETELY understands. It will be his dream to solve all of Mary's illnesses with barbeque!

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  8. Unknown9:15 AM

    I feel like that all the time.

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