Driving tonight:
Isaac: Dad, I wish I had a disguise of you.
Me: A what?
Isaac: A disguise... OF YOU.
Me: So you could look like me?
Isaac: Yes. A full suit. For a four year old, like me.
Me: And what would you do, while you were disguised as me?
Isaac: (Long pause....) DANCE.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
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