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November 15, 2007



Oh my!

I'm not a fan of revolving doors either. I'm always afraid I'm going to trip and will end up getting pushed around and around.


Lori, if it makes you feel any better, I kind of hate revolving doors, too. We have a lot of them here in NY and boy it was impossible going anywhere with GP when he was little because his fear of the door was beyond reason. So glad that stage is over!


Now I'll never go through a revolving door either! Cute story ;)

slouching mom

This is so very familiar, Lori. And I know you know why.

Poor you!


Oh, ouch!!! I can only imagine how you felt! That's good one.


Yikes! I've gotten stuck in one of those %$!@# things before...

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