Madigan and I were outside for her walk this morning, since she can't use the re-sodded backyard for 30 days (this should be a fun month), and got to talking to my neighbor, Katrina, who walked across the street for a short morning chat. After about 5 minutes, my front door opened, and revealed Audrey, wearing nothing but a pull-up and hot pink sneakers. She pushed her hair out of her face, then casually strolled out, swinging her arms and calling to Madigan. I didn't even try to convince her to go back inside since Katrina is her favorite person and Audrey's all-but-naked presence only complimented the towel I had worn on my head for a "short walk." We're classy like that.
Audrey walked right up to Katrina, like she usually does. We both expected her to put both arms up and ask to be held. Instead, she looked down and said, loudly and with authority:
"Ms. Trina! YOU don't have your SHOES on!"
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