Friday, January 11, 2013


Earlier this week, I looked at the calendar and noticed today's date. 

"Oh Blake," I said.  "Friday is your half-birthday."

And in that cool-as-a-cucumber, quick-as-a-whip teenager way, he replied,

"Cool.  Can I have a half-party and a half-cake?"

What on earth do I do when they start to outwit me?

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