Me: I went to the new, big Whole Foods they built on Lane.
Steve: How was it?
Me: Big and scary and weird.
Wm: Were there assassins?
Me: Um...no.
Wm: Pffft, not so scary then.
Wm apparently only thinks assassins, not yuppie stay-at-home-moms, are scary. I, however, am terrified of SAHM's with yoga pants, brightly colored training tops, snotty children, and no concept of other people's space or feelings. The horror...the horror...
Wm got a love letter today. Our little neighbor put a note in the mailbox that said, "I love you." It was adorable. Wm, however, thinks this is the worst thing imaginable. He is like, "SHE IS NOT MY GIRLFRIEND." And, he is reading this right now screaming, "DON'T PUT THAT ON THERE!" It probably doesn't help that I was all, "is she your girrrrrrlfriend?" and Wm was like, "NooOOOoooOOOooo!"
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