So the other day, Monkey totally made me giggle when she insisted that an advertisement featuring Madonna was actually me. It made me giggle because, well, Madonna isn't wearing any pants in the photo, and *blush* because, as a teenager, I was told more than once that I look like Madonna.
Since I think Madonna looks pretty damn good for her age, this inadvertent compliment by Monkey made me smile.
So this evening, when the magazine with this advertisement on its back was on the kitchen table (making its way to the recycling bin), her insistence once again that this was me made me smile.
Randomly I decided to rip the back off of the magazine to let Monkey hold it.
As I handed it to her, she decided to do twelve other things at once and the piece of paper floated gently down to the ground.
As the paper settled onto the floor under her chair she said "oh oh, the old lady fell on the floor."
Ouch.
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