Thrift Shop

I took the boys to stop and get a drink at a convenience store on the way to therapy today. As we were about to check out, the clerk tells me how well mannered and well behaved they are.

On that note, Radcliffe looks at her and says, “I have something I want you to hear.” He proceeds to start dancing and singing the song ‘Thrift Shop’ at the top of his lungs, verbatim of course.

I looked at the clerk and said, ‘You should’ve knocked on wood.’

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