Dimple dee doh

I may have already told you this story, but this picture reminded me of it so I’m going to tell it again. SORRY!

Waiting room at the doctor’s office, sitting there with Marlo in my lap. A woman on a bench a few feet away says, “She is the cutest thing ever!”

“Thank you,” I said because I happen to agree.

We smiled cordially at each other and then she continued, “You know dimples are the result of a malfunctioning muscle in the cheek.”

I didn’t know that, but now I do! Whee!