My children have a wicked sense of humor (obviously they get that from their father). Not having a blog way back in 1997 (in fact, being very reluctant to even touch the compter if the truth be told) I used to send Shaun little updates throughout the day. Shaun just stumbled across this one and forwarded it to me. I thought it was only fair to post it, because if I’d had a blog ten years ago, you know I would have posted then.
Sent: Wednesday, April 09, 1997 1:57 PMSubject: Baby Badness
Your lovely daughters were outside playing, when all of a sudden your eldest comes in with her hand behind her back and a big mischievous grin on her face. She tells me that she has found a very special surprise for me. Then, with a flourish she whips her hand out and presents me with a large…snail!
Then she cackled like a madman, quite pleased with her (bad)self!!
The end
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Susan
susani@mindspring.com
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Just for the record, snails have always grossed me out. And KT knew that.
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