Jack's musings about lava and other such things are a true sign he belongs to his dad. Just last night as we were cleaning up from dinner David posed this question to me:
David: How long do you think you would have to brush at a constant rate to get your teeth down to nubs?
Me: Your toothbrush head would wear out first.
David: But saying that you kept replacing the head one after the other and you always had fresh batteries.
Me: (sigh) I dunno.
I love my men. They keep me thinking even if it is about lakes of lava and nubby teeth.
2 comments:
pretty deep thoughts, David. Again, my visualization of you with "nubby" teeth! Your men are "deep", Tiff!!akelly
If your thoughts do not have a "comment" place, I can't leave one, but I wanted to let you know that in the lava story,I can actually HEAR JACK TALKING, AND IT MAKES THIS STORY ALL THE NEATER!!!I CAN EVEN FEEL HIS ENTHUSIASM!!! I love that boy
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