Friday, April 3, 2009

And T is for Tort

At dinner the other night, six year-old Boy Wonder remarked on a carrot curled up like the letter "C."

"See, Mom," he said, holding up the carrot to show me, "It's a "C." C is for contract, right?"

Not car. Not cat. Not cookie. Contract.*

*Can you tell this is a child of two lawyers?

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