Grandma: What's that on your leg?
Dormouse: Where?
Gma: Up on your hip.
DM: Huh?
Gma: It looks like a bruise.
DM: Huh?
Gma: Come here and let me see if it's a bruise.
*Dormouse walks over to Grandma. Grandma presses a finger into the center of the bruise.*
Gma: Does that hurt?
DM: *indignantly* Yeah!
Gma: Then it's a bruise.
Dormouse: Where?
Gma: Up on your hip.
DM: Huh?
Gma: It looks like a bruise.
DM: Huh?
Gma: Come here and let me see if it's a bruise.
*Dormouse walks over to Grandma. Grandma presses a finger into the center of the bruise.*
Gma: Does that hurt?
DM: *indignantly* Yeah!
Gma: Then it's a bruise.
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March 6, 2008 at 8:15 PM
Brilliant! Oh, that sounds like something my own mother would do. Priceless.