Wednesday, November 4, 2009

A Conversation With Dade

Dade: I cut my finger in wood shop class today.

Me: Really? How did you do that?

Dade: I was digging in the marker box.

This is one of only many strange and hilarious conversations I've had with my first born son. Turns out there was a pair of scissors in said marker box, but I didn't expect a marker box to be the culprit in a wood shop injury.

The following photo is of Dade eating his favorite food is his signature way: fearlessly and without regret. Funny, though. I thought he ordered the large donut??

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