"What does Angie want for Christmas?" Irisvette asked as we sat chatting on the living room floor.
"I don't know," I begin to answer, when Angie streaks in from the other room.
"I would like a jack," she says.
"A what?" Irisvette and I ask simultaneously.
"A jack. Uhhh, you know, it haves a yittle knob and a circle in a square and you turn the knob and it pops up? I really yike when it pops up. That's cute, isn't it?"
"Ohhhhh, " I say, the light dawning. "You want a jack-in-the-box!"
We'd seen a jack-in-the-box in a really expensive store about a year or so ago, but as the price tag was laughable, we didn't get it. Apparently it's been on Angie's mind since then. I guess someone should get her a jack-in-the-box for Christmas!
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Katie and I were just discussing this very subject. She wanted a good slinky for Christmas. And her own tool box that she doesn't have to share with her sisters. lol
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