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5.05.2004

somedays, i sit back and i look at my boys, and admire their innocense. life is so simple in the eyes of a child. all problems have an easy solution. to a 3 year old, there are no limitations. no boundries. they live in a world without the harsh cruelties of reality. that is, of course, until tara gets involved...

"mom, i am gonna marry daddy today"

"bubby, dont you want to marry a girl instead?"

"oh yea, youre right. then im gonna marry grama jo instead"

"you need to marry a girl thats not in our family hon"

"ohhhh. i think im gonna marry tara jean"

"i think shed like that, why dont you call her and tell her that"

[my sweet moose calls and pours his heart out]

"mom, i am gonna marry tara jean today"

"oh yea? is that what she told you?"

"yea. and we have to go get her in michigan. but first i have to get her a ring. so i have to go make money. im going to go work at mcdonalds all day long..."

mcdonalds huh! thats my boy. the overachiever. it had to be one of the cutest things ive ever heard in my life. but sadly, as i sat and listened, i saw this very same scenario play out again 15 years from now. yeeeeaaaah. im so screwed.

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