From the VM archives from 2013. A Thanksgiving story from long ago.
Stay with me on this one…
After skate practice (roller) my daughter grabbed my purse for me and said “WHAT DO YOU HAVE IN THAT THING?”
I said “River rocks.”
She said, “I will never carry a purse and fill it full of crap.”
I told her that it was none of her business what I had in my purse or how much it weights.
And by the time we got to the car she said a gun in my purse would be heavy. Then I told her I didn’t have a carry permit and she said I didn’t need one. Yes, this is the 14 year old, but we have hypothetical conversations like this all the time so don’t worry about it. Anyway, she asked if she had a needle, like a knitting needle would that be…
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