Today in the stationary aisle at Target I listened as a young boy tried to convince his mom that he needed pencils. When it looked like she wasn't sure, he launched into an intricate plan on how he could pay her back for the pencils. He would use the pencils to draw dinosaurs and then sell them to people because "people love my dinosaurs". The boy was positive that he would have enough money to pay his mother back for the pencils in no time.
I was so tempted to buy the pencils for him. Who wouldn't want to be on the ground floor of a flourishing dinosaur drawing business?
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A collection of randomness that may include the following: photos, sewing, science jokes, scripture, poetry, Doctor Who, recipes, whining, Hawaii Five-O references, bible study, anthropology, squee over the A-Team movie, gardening, music, politics and anything else that runs through my brain.
A collection of randomness that may include the following: photos, sewing, science jokes, scripture, poetry, Doctor Who, recipes, whining, Hawaii Five-O references, bible study, anthropology, squee over the A-Team movie, gardening, music, politics and anything else that runs through my brain.
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