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Poor Matt

Yesterday we had some errands to run so we decided to make a family night out of it. After we finished, we went out to eat. The girls were both on their best behavior and being extra cute. Reagan had Career Day at school so she was still wearing her Snow White costume. I saw an older couple watching us a bit and I assumed they were just thinking "Oh, what adorable girls they have! How lucky they are.." or whatnot. Then the couple came over to our table on their way out. The woman asked me where I got my scarf from. I told her I had ordered it online and then awkwardly paused. I wasn't sure if I should tell her that it was from a company that seems to cater to cancer patients - (even though I don't really know if they do or not, I just assume it since I bought mine from them and the models were all bald!) Anyway, I just mentioned the name of the website and nothing further. She then asked me if I was in chemotherapy. I said "yes!"  and she replied that she was as well, and that she was wearing a wig. That totally blew Matt and I away because it was impossible to tell she was either sick, or wearing a wig. She looked great!

But then she says "We thought one of you was in chemo, but we couldn't tell which one." I almost fell off my chair trying not to laugh. Matt, poor Matt, he did just laugh. He's been saying all week that he thinks he looks more like a cancer patient than I do...and this didn't do anything to disprove his theory!!

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  1. MamaApril 15, 2011 at 1:14 PM

    Oh poor Matt. He's so white he glows in the dark! No wonder with the shaved head someone thought he was the one in treatment. He's a gem of a guy who takes such good care of you and the girls. Love Mama

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