Jeff to Sam (as he is putting her down to bed): Samantha, tomorrow is Mommy's birthday. Please do your best to be a good girl and be very nice to Mommy. It is a special day.
Sam (whispering to herself): Please no, please no
Jeff: What?
Sam: Please no Great Falls, please no Great Falls.
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We were driving in the car with our friends talking about dance class and all the various things having to do with that. Sam is listening and decides to contribute to the conversation.
Sam: Well, my dance class used to be a prison.
It was very, very funny. And very true! Sam took dance classes at the Lorton Workhouse, which back in the day, used to be a prison. How funny that she remembers this. And if anyone didn't know where Sam took dance, they'd think she was making this up.
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Jeff and I went for a walk one evening. He had a particular route in mind. I had no idea where he was going and hadn't gone this way before.
Me to Jeff: Ok, I will follow you, but I want to be in front.
It was only after this came out of my mouth, did I realize how absurd it sounded.
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