#10 reminded me of when my dad would lose his glasses....he'd gather us 4 girls around and tell us to find them and don't come back till you do. After about an hour, we'd draw straws (we had a practically bald broom) to see who was going to go tell dad they were on his head.
Margee, surely you jest
Last edited by Ellen; 03-04-2012 at 12:26 PM.