The girls are so into flossing these days. This morning, Norah is sitting at the kitchen table. (Don't read on if you're squimish). And midway through breakfast, she pulls out some floss and starts flossing at the table. Hmm. Puzzling. I didn't give her any floss this morning. I ask "Norah, where did that floss come from?" Norah replies "I found it on my foot."
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