"For what do we live, but to make sport for our neighbors and laugh at them in our turn?" (Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice)
Monday, May 14, 2012
My Man's Hands
We're sitting in church yesterday and my husband has his arm around me. At one point, he makes an interesting face - a little boy behind him had started to pet his hand. Yes, pet - just like you would an animal. The boy's mom immediately swats his hand down and quietly asks him what he's doing. Not so quietly in reply he tells his mom, "I was petting his hand mom - it's so hairy!"