Monday, March 07, 2005
I've told this story to everyone I've talked to this weekend: Saturday night I was having dinner in a restaraunt with my parents, my brother, his wife, and my nephews. My nephew, Nicholas, is 2 years old. He was sitting on my lap at one point and my cell phone rang. My cell phone was in my pocket and set to vibrate. He starts going, "Wheeeeeeeeoooooohooohooohooo" and gets this big smile on his face. You kinda had to be there, but it was hilarious. Then he turned around and accused me of farting. I hadn't farted, but his accusations still hurt. Kids can be so cruel.
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