[At the grocery store in line buying our food]
Old lady behind us: [to C] Do you and your brother help your mommy!?!
C: What!?!
Old lady: Do you and your brother help your mommy?
C: (with a look of confusion) WHAT!?!
Old lady: You and your brother (motioning to Julia), do you help your mommy?
C: Uh, I don't have a BROTHER!?! That's my sis-ter (said slowly for emphasis)...her name is Jul-ia (again, slowly)
This is the story of J's life, she is called a boy daily. I've been waiting for the day when C realized what people were saying and corrected them - and it made me smile.
4 years ago
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