I don't have actual memory of the story, however, my mom and dad have told it to me plenty. They had me in daycare when I was three. There names were Mr Pete and Mrs Connie. One day, on our way home, I apparently confessed that Mr Pete had called me motor mouth. "Why did he call me motor mouth, Mama? I don't know why he said that! What is a motor mouth? Do you know why he called me motor mouth?" With a grin and a giggle my mom simply said, "I have no idea, Molly."
I don't believe the apple falls far from the tree...
Telling Mama a story.
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