Table talk

For some reason there was a clothespin on the table tonight at dinner. Jet picked it up and was fooling around with it.

He held it up to me and asked, “What is this?”

I said, “It’s a clothespin.”

He squeezed it so that it opened, and said, “No, it’s an open pin!”

(Say it out loud a few times — you’ll catch on.)

I couldn’t make this stuff up! Tee-hee!

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One response to “Table talk

  1. Anonymous

    we knew he was the smartest 2 (almost 3) yr old–give Jet hugs and kisses from
    Granny

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