Caedon: Hey Papa...you wanna play baseball with me?
Papa: Sure, I'll throw a couple.
(while in the backyard)
Caedon: I wanna go in front of the house.
Me: No, buddy, let's stay back here.
Papa: Yeah...the cars will hit you out front.
The truth, spoken only as Papa knows how. :o)
1 comment:
Oh, how funny!!
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