It is really not news to say that Quincy doesn't know a stranger! How could she considering that she has been dragged to every event under the sun starting a minute after she was born? Yesterday I had the satellite guy here and she was chatting away with him. I am sure he was not overly excited to continually answer her non-ending stream of questions, but he was humoring her (what choice did he really have?). I had to laugh out loud when I heard her ask him "do you poop your pants?" He said - well no, I don't - do you poop your pants? She then says "of course not! I am a big girl!" Take that world - this is the child my parents wished off on me!
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