Two weeks ago I made a grave, grave error. I forgot that it was "Tropical Shirt Day" at my daughter's school. She was quite annoyed by this, and ever since she has been (rightfully) suspicious that I'm forgetting other things too. So most mornings she will appear in the door of my home office and ominously ask:
I get all freaked out and reply, "I don't know, what AM I forgetting?" And she says, "I don't know! What are you forgetting?" And I'm like, "I don't know!" And it goes round and round.
Such a lovely way to start the day... Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go remember what I'm forgetting.


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