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This afternoon I decided to *gasp* turn the TV off and listen to music. I like to listen to a combination of 70's love songs, 80's pop and and 90's hip hop. What can I say?
Anyways. I channeled my inner Barbra and serenaded my son by singing "You Don't Bring Me Flowers". The whole time he had this look on his face like I was licking the wall. After I sang the very last line (of course being "You don't bring me flowers anymore") he says matter of factly, "Of course we do." and walked off.
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