2003-06-11 - 10:44 p.m.

Yo Soy SOB

At dinner today, Liralyn told me (very sweetly) that she didn't think I was an S-O-B. I was a little perturbed to hear that sort of talk from a four-year-old, so I asked her what S-O-B meant.

"Snob," she said.

Needless to say, I began to laugh hysterically.

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