The other night my 4-year-old niece Hannah was telling me about her dog. Apparently while they were here, her other Grandma and Grandpa were watching it. Then she goes on to tell me this:
"Well, usually the Dykes next door watch her, but Grandma and Grandpa are babysitting this time."
You can imagine what was running through my head (and the look on my face as I hysterically laughed)...they live about an hour out of San Fransisco. Ok...so what are they teaching my niece up there?! Gay awareness?! Haha. My brother assured me that the Dykes next door are the neighbors last name...but the Dykes next door...COME ON...
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
The dykes next door
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3 comments:
Ok thats so funny! I am so happy you have a blog! I miss you already, you have to come visit me!
how embarrassing!! I promise we DON'T talk about Dikes like that :)....and we would never let them watch our dog...j/k. It was fun to hang out while we were there, and i'm so happy you have a blog! Hurray.
That is hilarious!!!!!!!
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