Talking around the table after the afore mentioned corned beef, Grace was coming to the realization that her daddy wasn't the lumbering giant she always thought I was. She asked if I was sorry that I was short, and I replied "I need some sort of adversity in my life; if I were as tall as I am good-looking, I wouldn't fit in the house." She thought about it briefly and replied: "if you were really as tall as you are good-looking I've sure seen you when you should be really short!!"
That is a ZINGER! Not bad for a 10 year old. Thanks, Gracie; so sometimes I'm dirty when I get home. I sure hope that's what she is talking about...
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