The least they could do is make vibrate while it takes the pictures.My friend Lainey was visiting and we went to lunch so we could brag about our kids (hers is a Mathlete and mine is working on his professional soccer career), complain about our (lovable) husbands and lament about how old we're getting (we've been friends since high school). Lainey is in the medical field so I always like the regale her with my tales of aches and pains and crappy doctor's visits. When we met for lunch...
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