Liberty came out of their bedroom tonight with shorts and a tank top on, announcing she was going to wear that instead of sleeping in her panties like she has been doing (It's about 90 degrees right now, at 9 pm.) because she sleeps next to a window and someone might see her. Blaine's response went something like:
"No, we can't open your window. There isn't a screen on it, and the bugs will come into the house."
I laughed. And laughed. "You have no idea what she really just said, do you, Blaine?"
"No, I guess not. Didn't she ask about opening the window?"
"No, she said she's wearing a tank top and shorts to bed because she sleeps next to a window and someone might see her while she's sleeping."
"I am turning into my Aunt Edith. She always answered questions she hadn't been asked."
And... I laughed some more. And then I told him he was about to make my blog. He was a good sport and told me I could. It was just too darn funny! Aunt Edith was the sweetest lady, born in Holland I believe, and her accent said she spent quite a bit of time there before coming to America. And her hearing was really, really bad. Oh, still funny, dear Blaine.
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