
For the hundredth time, Mommy, I did not take the glove .... I found the glove ... I was trying to help ... I know how you are always misplacing things, so I hopped into your chair, one short leap to your desk .. followed by an Olympic broad jump to the credenza (which I might add, should have impressed even you) ... and, voila .... there ... dangling out of your purse was the glove ....
Really, where is the trust ....
Ahhhhhhhh, yea, Bama accessories are yummmmmmy!










