My next door neighbor and friend Kathleen has cancer. My sister Nancy is handling it with typical Nancy flair, she tells Kathleen to her face that she has cancer... so rude! After all, aren't you supposed to whisper it behind her, like she doesn't know?
But I once again digress...
Last night Janna and I were heading into town. She had a pencil, adorned with nasty orange and blue, which during her boring ride with me, she stripped off to plain wood. We then had the following conversation:
Janna - I'm going to pretend this is a cigarette and smoke it.
Me - Where have you ever seen anyone smoking a cigarette?
Janna - In cars, I see people smoking.
Me - Fine, suck on your cancer stick
Janna - What do you mean?
Me - Cigarettes cause cancer
Janna - Do you mean to tell me that Kathleen smokes cigarettes?
Me - Who told you Kathleen has cancer?
Janna - I hear things.
She certainly does, be advised this little girl hears everything said around her.
