Still Getting The Hang Of This Job

The Queen puts The Squirrelly in the stroller and sets out for a half hour walk. Ten minutes later she returns.

Me: Back so soon?

The Queen: It started to rain, and I didn’t want the kid to catch cold.

M: Aw, that’s too bad. I know you really wanted to get a walk in.

Q: Yeah.

M: Well, why don’t you and I go for a walk, just the two of us?

Q: Because we can’t just leave him home by himself, that’s why.

M: Oh, right: he’s a baby. I keep forgetting.

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