Wednesday, January 07, 2009

> Or < Me

Mommy took me to her Mommy's group today, and for the first time, I realized that I had an actual job to do there (other than being gawked at). My purpose there, you see, was to be the control test.

Let me explain. Mommy just took me that morning to get weighed at Natural Resources, and I notched in at 15 pounds, 5 ounces. So when she took me to the Mommy's group and she told everyone of my weight, they all picked me up to see if their own children weighed more or less than I do.

Hand over. Lift. Hand over. Lift. Hand over. Lift. Hand over. Lift. Hand over. Lift. And these are women with long nails on their hands.

I was a human scale. Sound like fun to you?

It's the first time I'd ever been used by a woman. In this case, a whole bunch of them. And from what I heard, it won't be the last.

You're all on notice, females. I'm on to your game.

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