Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Gold Star

(I'm sitting on a picnic blanket in the middle of our garage surrounded by boxes of teacher stuff.

Hubster: How did you get that gold star?
Me: The one on my shirt?
Hubster: Yea. 
Me: I gave it to myself for a job well done. 
Hubster: (laughs) You should put that as your Facebook status. 

Loving that conversation for so many reasons. A) He's not one bit shocked that I gave myself a gold star. B) He indulges my love of publishing the silliness in my life. 

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