It just suddenly occurred to me in a blinding flash of clarity  that there is absolutely no reason at all for us to own a harmonica. None.
So now we don’t.
Ha! My older daughter won one for a poetry contest prize. Somehow it disappeared a few days after she brought it home. ;0)
Well you lucky duck. Thanks to Mr. Bramblejam there about 5 in this house.
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You see a sexist jerk, the voice of the Modern Pioneer girl whispered in my head. I see a teaching opportunity.
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Ha! My older daughter won one for a poetry contest prize. Somehow it disappeared a few days after she brought it home. ;0)
Well you lucky duck. Thanks to Mr. Bramblejam there about 5 in this house.