I stopped by Amanda's school at lunchtime today to sign up for some of our required parent hours. When Amanda got home, she told me that all the kids at her lunch table remarked on how much we looked alike. One smart-a** kid apparently agreed with the exception that I looked like a much, much old, old, old, old, OLDER version of Amanda.
He's right...but could we please remove at least one of the "olds" please? The truth hurts!
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