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Yesterday, the boys and I were playing on the living room floor after lunch. I was singing "Funkytown" to Grady, for no other reason than that was what popped into my head.
Evan (aka Mr. GPS) turned to me and asked, "Where is Funkytown?" and without waiting for my answer he said, "I think it must be by Pittsburgh."
Posted by jenny at July 24, 2007 10:22 AM | TrackBack