We painted our house this weekend! Or, I should say, Dad painted our house this weekend.
My job was to go with mama to the paint store and get some more paint. I walked through the automatic door by myself and some grandpa-aged guy started talking to mama about me. She got an icky feeling about him so we scooted away fast.
When we were paying for the paint, I took mama's credit card and tried to swipe it on the card machine but couldn't get it in the slot so I gave it to the cashier. She took it from me and did something with it, then gave it back to me. I took it from her and put it in mama's purse. Just like mama does! Watch out, I'm studying everything you do.
I gave the cashier a pretty smile and flirted a little. She liked me a lot so she gave me a painter's hat. Check it out!
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