First a story.
At
the park the other day Laura was talking in French (which I don't speak)
with another mother. The lady asked how old Laura's kids are. She said
2.5, 2 months and her husband is 12. Just at that moment I went down the
slide saying "weeee!" They both laughed. I had no idea why...
Second off, I'm the luckiest guy ever. I have a wife that loves me and she
permits allows encourages me to be me - to be a kid trapped in a tall fuzzy body. It's not my fault that the fun things from my childhood are still fun.
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| A swinging good time |
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