When I go to Disney World, shopping is not my thing.

Well, shopping is not my thing ever…unless, maybe, it’s for books.

So, when my family members want to go shopping and someone has to stay with the 11-year old, I volunteer.

That gives me more time to see if I can beat my all-time record of five books in a week going to, waiting in line at and coming home from Disney World.

Leaning against the very crowded “Honey I Shrunk the Kids” wall, for some reason I was feeling shy.

And, as my embarrassed family would be happy to tell you, I usually am not shy at all about asking someone if I may take a picture of their tee shirt.

So, for some reason, I didn’t just walk up to the person wearing this tee shirt. It took a long time to get a good enough shot to share with you.

It says,

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My niece decided to take pictures of me while I was reading one trip to Disney World. You can see the result. The only one I remember being asked to pose for was the one in front of Bill Clinton’s photo in the hall of presidents.