The girls and I made a pit stop at a gas station bathroom yesterday. While we were washing hands Ainsley and Sage started to admire the machine on the wall. You know the machine I'm talking about, ladies. Ainsley begins to "read" it.
"Twenty five cents for a napkin. Twenty five cents for a tampon."
Then, THEN she looks at me in all seriousness (I'm inwardly cringing here wondering what on earth this child of mine is going to blurt out) and she states, "I think a tampon is a stamp".
I thought I just might die from trying to hold in my laughter.
....To Be Continued..........
**the idea for the title of this post came from Melissa's blog (askmissmommy.com)
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