who as we speak can’t defend himself because he’s sitting in the dark in Houston
Last night on the trampoline:
Scooter: "Daddy? What purpose do mosquitoes serve? Why are they here?"
Me: "Scooter, I’m sure mosquitoes serve some purpose in God’s creation, but their reason for existence completely eludes me…sort of like your Uncle Bartolo."
Scooter:"Daddy! If Uncle Bartolo heard you say that he'd cry."
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Kids are so insightful...sniff, sniff...
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