This morning I was reading the paper and Meredith came to look over my shoulder. Here is a picture of the front page of the paper I was holding:Then Meredith said, “Mom, I know what that man is saying.”
“What is that man saying, Meredith?”
“He’s saying, ‘Nooooo, I don’t want to wear THAT shoe!!!’”
The very next moment, the orange juice I was drinking was in my lap, I was laughing so hard.