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When my oldest daughter was about 4 or so, we were in a hurry to get dressed to go out to dinner.
Her hands and face (and arms and legs) were a bit dirty, but we didn't have for a full out bath. I told her to get stripped down to her underwear and get in the bathroom, so I could give her a spit bath.
She stalled and stalled...finally I got plain annoyed and said "Elizabeth, we have to get ready. We are going to be late. Now get in that bathroom so I can give you a spit bath."
Where upon she started wailing..."I don't want you to spit on me!!!"
LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL
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"Pam" Bäckström, DY '81, WSU, Dayton, OH - Bloomington, IN Phi Mu - Love.Honor.Truth - 1852 - Imagine.Believe.Achieve - 2013 - 161Years of Wonderful - Proud to be a member of the Macon Magnolias - Phi Mu + Alpha Delta Pi
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