Tonight, while sitting around the production table with my magazine students, I noticed that the editor in chief had wrapped around his thumb what looked like a white bandage.
"Oh, did you get an owie?" I asked him, without thinking -- and without even the smallest trace of irony.
Stunned, he giggled, unraveling a plastic bag containing a small sandwich that had partially wrapped around his thumb, giving me the impression that he was sporting a bandage.
"Oh," I giggled, trying not to blush. Attempting a graceful recovery, I countered with, "I bet you can tell that I just spent the entire day with a four year old and a one year old."
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So it is on that note that I officially proclaim SPRING BREAK '07 for Double Duty Diary. We're off for a little grown-up R&R time and will be back soon with pictures and stories.
And hopefully full, cohesive *adult* sentences that don't include the words potty, boo boo, night night, or the ever-dreaded owie.