Michael Keaton

It was pouring rain today and I had a lot of errands to run. It's basically a futile effort to blow dry and straighten my hair. So I put on a baseball hat and called it good. Then I proceeded to put on jeans, a sweatshirt, a vest and hiking boots. Good for stomping around in the rain/slush/snow, but not so girly, I admit.

While at WalMart, Houdini was holding a penny. He dropped the penny and was whining for it while I was looking at something in the aisle. I hear a woman's voice behind me saying, "Dad? Your baby dropped his penny." As I turned around, the poor lady about went into a convulsion, when she realized that in fact, I am a woman, not a man. I laughed and told her not to worry about it. She apologized again, and ran away as fast as she could, probably to go stab out her eyes with a hot poker for pulling such a social faux pas. I am still laughing about it.

Apparently today, I am Mr. Mom, except for the Mr. part. Now if I could only find the baby's wooby.

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Funny, funny, funny! I read this one out to the hubby, and we both had a good laugh!

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