Tuesday, November 29


Near the end of our long drive back from Arizona on Sunday Porter yelled up to us in the front seat.

Porter: Hey Dad, want to hear the bad news?
Tim: (chuckling) What's the bad news, buddy?
Porter: The bad news is, a squirrel might poop in our yard!
Tim: Oh boy!
Porter: But Dad, do you want to hear the good news?
Tim: (chuckling harder now): Yes, please!
Porter: The good news is that a squirrel didn't poop in our yard!

I don't know where he gets it from, but he sure is funny. Just like his dad.

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