A: Mommy, I don't like Philistines.
Me: Really...
A: Do you like Philistines, Mommy?
Me: I don't know. I've never met any.
A: Well, I did, and I don't like them.
Me: Why not?
A: Because they're mean and they don't like little girls...But they let me live.
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Overheard in Our Minivan
Posted by Susanna Joy at 4:18 PM
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