I Have A Beautiful Beaver
Yesterday we were at Starbucks and there’s this one Barista is who super cute and probably like 21 and in college and he views me as a women who is most likely older than his mom totally wants me in a Mrs. Robinson way, like I’m almost totally positive. You know how that is.
Anyway, Astrid is always stealing my thunder and talking him up and all, and seriously I keep thinking that it would be much smarter to only hang with older women.
So he asks her what she has planned for the day, and Astrid responds with “Oh I am going home to take a nap soon with my beaver. My most beautiful beaver in the whole world. I just love my beaver. It’s the best beaver evah. Do you have a beaver that you like to sleep with?”
And then I died.
And now we have to find a new Starbucks to frequent.
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Linking up with The World Famous MamaKat to share a time when my child embarrassed me in public.
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Also honored that my post about Sleep Over Camps is featured on BlogHer Family this afternoon!!!

