My Dad came over the other night to sit with the kids while I went to dance rehearsal. Colson drew a picture for him. Funnier than the picture is the note Colson wrote to go with it....
"Dear Pappa, I realy like your bered and I like how you sing. I also like how you laf, you have the funnyest laf, but why do you use Mom's laptop? Now you can put this paper in your shirt."(If the song/blog post combo today doesn't make at least one of you cry tears of amazement, you people are all cold and dead inside...)
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