Thursday, April 2, 2009

I Spy A . . .

Lindsay took the girls out to dinner tonight. During the course of the meal, they played a rousing game of “I Spy,” which led to the following conversation:

Margot: “I spy something ripped.”
Claire: “Is it my napkin?”
Margot: “No.”
Claire: “Jane’s placemat?”
Margot: “No.”
Claire (after many creative guesses): “I give up. What is it?”
Margot: “That girl’s shirt over there.”
Claire: “The pink one?”
Margot: “Yep.”
Claire: “It’s not ripped, it’s supposed to be like that.”
Margot: “Then why can you see her nipple?”
Claire: “She was probably breastfeeding right before she got here.”
(People sitting at abutting tables begin to chuckle.)
Jane (screaming): “I want to SEE A NIPPLE!!!!!”