cameron and I share many common interests. One of which is gum. It's often the topic of conversations: new kinds, when to eat it, how much is too much, and sometimes bad occuremces that involve gum (let's face it... They happen).
Last Sunday I was at Gardner and crista's and c offered me a full pack of gum. I told her I'd take just a piece. She fought me a while telling me how I always give her gum or how she had too much. I think she also said how it would, "make her happy.." I thought I'd won this little battle until the next day. I opened my purse in search of keys or chapstick or whatever and there, hidden and sneaky was cameron's pack of gum.
Yes... She won and it causes me to ask how was I duped by a six year old?
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