There we stood -- Sandie, Mommy and I -- making lunch at the kitchen counter while the children slurped up watermelon at the table. Slapping peanut butter on bread, I sang a series of weird and completely tuneless sounds, as Sandie raised her voice to speak above me. Then she started laughing.
"I'm so used to talking over the strange noises that kids make that I didn't even realize that was coming from you, Beckie."
I grinned back. "I'm so used to making strange sounds to amuse kids that I didn't even realize I was with adults!"
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