Wednesday, February 08, 2006

Stacking the Odds in Favor of Herself

In the lobby of my building, we were waiting for an elevator. OC asked me, "Which one to you think will come fiwst, mama?"

There are three elevators. I pointed to the one in the middle.

"What about you, which do you think will come first?" I asked her. She thought for a minute, and then said, "All of them."

When the elevator showed up, it happened to be the middle one.

OC exclaimed, "We were both right!"

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