April 5, 2005
why can’t they always be this cute?
Henry: I’m glad you’re my mommy. I always wanted you to be my mommy.
Me: You did?
Henry: Yeah. Even before I was here.
Me: Really?
Henry: Yeah. I thought, she looks like a nice girl. I’d like her to be my mommy.
. . .
Charlie tells a story:
Once upon a Tuesday, the King was going to hurry. (Shakes his finger.) No more hurrying! (Long pause.) That’s all.
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