Before I get back to the regularly scheduled posts...
I once asked B if he'd known any adopted kids when he was growing up. "Sure, my brother!" he responded without skipping a beat.
The other day B was going to x-ray the ankle of a young woman. She admitted embarrassingly that she hadn't shaved for a few days when she rolled up her pant leg. "Don't worry, I haven't either," B replied.
And lastly, B loves Haribo candy so much that when we drove by the factory for a study-abroad outing with the other students from my college, the bus driver pulled over because he though B talking excitingly about the candy meant we were supposed to stop. My program director had to explain that the Haribo factory visit was after the tour of the town.
(Je t'aimeuh)
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