Wednesday, September 19, 2007

You're My Type

The other day at the health food store I saw a homeschoolin', homemade-jumper-wearin', health-food-eatin' mother and her daughters. I walked by thinking they looked frumpy, innocent, and sweet.

As I searched for my multivitamin (it was in a white bottle, with some other colors on the label, and maybe said something about energy), I overheard the clerk tell the mother that they were the best-dressed family that had come in all day.