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  the next day on the way to the church i looked in the rear view mirror and saw bella waving something around in her hand. i asked marty what she had. marty turned, looked and then sat straight again and calmly said 'part of a tampon'. she didn't look at me. she didn't look freaked out. she didn't look anything really.

the same could not be said about me. i mean seriously. am i the only one in the car that knows what having a three year old child playfully waving the cotton guts of a tampon around while singing preschool songs portends? black cats, broken mirrors, walking under ladders are the luckiest of charms compared to a child's unorthodox use of a menstrual aide.

i alone knew it did not bode well.


 
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July 2004
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