Stroller rolls into the store. I look over and suddenly i got THE FEAR. It's a sticky faced kid with a cherry ice pop and its melting all over her hands and oh.. a big chunk falls right on her leg.. she doesn't care though and picks up the debris tries to eat it but just misses her mouth and hits her cheek sliding over to its original destination leaving a film of pinkish red war paint in its wake. AW Geez don't let her out of the stroller!!and then i wake up. and it was all a dream.
no it wasn't. it just happened. and bless her sweet mom and grandpa for keeping her strapped in while they shopped. otherwise i'd have to be taking a hose to the merch right now. big whew!
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