Overheard at the dinner table . . .

The girls and I are sitting here eating ice cream. Each August we travel for an art festival (where I pedal my soaps and such) and stay at the same hotel right on the town square. They asked when we were going. One thing led to another and this is what I overheard . . .

Licious: "Oh! Remember last year when we saw the room Elvis stayed in?"

Boo: "What?"

Licious: "Remember we stepped where Elvis stepped and sat on the bed Elvis slept on?"

Boo: "Oh ya, I remember. That was soooooo cool!"

Me: "Who was Elvis anyway?"

Licious (with eyelids half closed, index fingers pointed and a funny deep voice): "He was the guy that said,

"Thank you. Thank you very much."

Well she is right.

-dana