MOChassid

The rambling thoughts of a Modern Orthodox Chassid (whatever that means). Contact me at emansouth @ aol.com

Sunday, December 27, 2009

Ouch

This afternoon, The Vance had a play date at our house. I had been out for the first part of the visit but when I came home I said hello to The Vance's friend and asked her her name. She told me her name and then asked me, "are you The Vance's grandpa?"

Ouch. She sure knows how to hurt a guy.

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  • At 8:21 PM, Blogger tesyaa said…

    My kindergarten son had a tutor, and one day we were driving past her house and her gray bearded husband was walking out the front door. My son said "that's Mrs. M's grandpa!"

     
  • At 8:31 PM, Blogger tesyaa said…

    So my point is, at least no one was wondering if you are your wife's grandpa.

     

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