I was looking at my giant son on the couch, as spite and exhaustion wage war in his head (spite is winning), and I thought, “what an incredible beast he’s going to be.” Then I corrected myself: maybe a beast, and maybe a giant goober. If he gets the size from my Dad, goober could be an inheritable trait as well.
June 22, 2011
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