A story

Jul 26, 2005 20:11

Yesterday I left the sorting room, and while I was filling up the baby washer with either pillowcases or tablecloths I hear Claire saying to 17 year old David:

"Humpty Dumpty is an egg."
(a pause as she lets her words take hold in his brain)
"Humpty Dumpty is not a man, Humpty Dumpty is an egg."
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