"Mom?"
"Mom?"
"MOM!!"
"Yes, Munchkin?"
"Are you a witch?"
Blank stare.
"Well, are you?"
"No honey, I'm not."
"Then how come TR's ring is stuck on his finger and won't come off?"
I forsee pillows and blankets on the sofa in someone's future. Maybe I am a witch after all.
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