We went to the bakery, and as she and my son, Song and Dance Man, were trying to decide what to pick out, the talk switch was turned on for both of them. Yapping about everything under the sun to the guy behind the counter.
While they were fishing, Giggles asked me "Do Sharks have lips?". I was like "What?" Whatever possessed her to ask that question? Sometimes I just have to laugh. Of course, I gave her my patented answer, "I don't know." I would have said, "Ask your Dad", but he wasn't there at the time. At the same time, my son was talking some guy's ear off about Survivor. Poor guy, sitting there, trying to fish in peace, and the talk switch was turned on again. I felt bad for the guy, but I was also glad that it wasn't me.
