Monday, February 23, 2009

Backhanded Compliment

My painfully honest son was staring intently at me and then said, "Mom, I think you're pretty." (Note to self: next time, say "thank you" and leave it at that.) And I said, "Really?" Then he qualified it with this: "Well, you have a lot of freckles and moles, but you're really pretty on the inside."

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