On our way home from Eleanor's yesterday, DJ decided to take off his shoes in the car. My car has the luxury of a back vent, so he put his foot over it to feel the cold air conditioning. Then I heard:
"My foot is cold. And now my story is all told."
I don't know if he got it from anywhere, but I don't think so! What neat grasp of language he's getting!
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