Mom, when I grow up I am going to have fur on my chin and then I get to be a dad!
Isaac: Remember that time we played with the yellow ball.
Me: No
Isaac: At the Mickelson's house, they had a ball that you threw.
Me: Yes that was Bocce and that was my birthday.
Isaac: Yes, you turned 15!
I love your stories Isaac. I wish I could remember all the things you come up with, but since I know I won't I will enjoy them when I can.
1 comment:
Don't you wish you could be 15 again? Well maybe 25.
Isaac cracks me up. Miss you guys!
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