I can hardly believe I talked her into going for a ride that day. It was October and the weather was brisk. She was wearing her winter coat, but only sweatpants to keep her legs warm. You can tell from the look on her face that she was wondering what she'd gotten herself into.
We went for a short ride around the neighborhood and when we returned I asked her if she liked it. In a screechy voice, she said it was too cold and cold air was blowing on her CROTCH, with extra screechy, wailing emphasis on "crotch."
Best wishes for a warm crotch to all the mothers on this chilly Mother's Day.
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