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The 'Look' A true-life embarrassing moment “What was that ‘look’ for?” “Wh… what ‘look’?” “That ‘look’ you gave me when you came in the room just now.” “I gave you a ‘look’?” “Chad, you definitely gave her a ‘look’.” “Thanks, Mom. See Chad, she saw it too.” “I’d expect her to take your side… she’s you’re mother. Tami, you’re a neutral party. Did I give her a ‘look’?” “All I saw was your back, Chad.” “Thanks, you’re no help.” “So… what was that ‘look’ for?” “I… I… All I did was come into the room, smile at the baby, and put my glass by the sink.” “No, this was not a ‘smile at the baby’ kind of ‘look’.” “‘Mom’?” “Sorry Chad. I love you like my own son, but Heather’s right. That was not a ‘smile at the baby’ kind of ‘look’.” “Then what kind of ‘look’ was it?” “Oh, we know the kind of ‘look’ it was. He he he. We just want you to admit it.” “Chad! Show me the ‘look’.” “Tami, you’re still not helping!” “Oh… my… gosh! If that’s the ‘look’, they’re right. It is definitely not a ‘smile at the baby’ kind of look.” “What?” :::laughter::: “What?” :::baby giggle::: “You’re corrupting that child! See: you already have her thinking like a woman. It’s like she understands what’s going on and she’s only six months old.” “Women’s intuition starts at a very early age.” “Women’s intuition starts at a very early age.” “How do you two do that? I’ve known you for over five years and it still creeps me out how you can say exactly the same thing at exactly the same time and sound exactly alike. It’s like hearing in stereo.” “Did you see that? There it is again!” “There what is again?” “Nothing, Jasmine. It’s nothing.” “OK, I just came in to check on my sweet baby Ashton.” :::sigh::: “What was that ‘look’ for?” “Grrr! Not you, too. I have no idea what any of you are talking about.” “Did the rest of you see that ‘look’? He looked at the baby, then at Heather, and then back at the baby. What’s that mean?” “That was it; that was the ‘look’ I was talking about.” “Heather… :::sigh:::” “Ohhh, there it is again.” :::laughter::: “I know that ‘look’, Chad. Ohhh, look out, Deborah; you’ll be a Grandma just like me before you know it.” “What? Tami, I never gave that kind of ‘look’.” “Oh, yes you did Chad. That was the ‘motherhood looks good on you’ look.” “See, that’s exactly the ‘look’ I thought it was.” “Heather… 'Mom'… :::sigh::: Whatever—it doesn’t matter what I say, you’ll never give it up.” :::laughter::: “I… I… I… I’m going back out with the men. At least they don’t try to read things into the way I look at people.” :::laughter::: ************************************************************************** If you enjoyed this true-life embarrassing moment and would like more, please visit:
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