At the grocery store last night. While I'm looking at pickles and olives for Thanksgiving dinner a middle-age couple looks at pies on the other side of the isle. They mention something about turkey. Upon hearing this Abigail perks up and exclaims, "I sing a song about turkeys!"
Woman: oh, you do?
Abigail: yeah. I'll sing it for you!
Woman: okay
Abigail: (holding up her right hand with all five fingers spread apart) Five fat turkeys are we! Like that!
Woman: Do you use your fingers?
Abigail: I use my fingers, like this. Five fat turkeys are we! Like that!
The couple starts to walk away while still smiling at Abigail.
Abigail (to mom): They are kind of shy.
Mom: yes, they don't seem as outgoing as you are.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
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