It started with this: face painting at the museum. I painted a simple butterfly on her two-year-old face.
But Cambria, leading the equal-rights-for-two-year-olds movement insisted that she paint my face, too.
Her cousin, Isaac, joined the revolution.
Face painting equality=fair. Her getting a butterfly and me getting an oil spill=not fair.
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Monday, March 5, 2007
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