Brett, Miles, and I were walking through the woods, discussing the relative competency of "girls." I pointed out that girls can be very smart.
"Yeah, but you're not smarter than Daddy," Miles retorted.
"Oh really? How do you know?"
"Because nobody's smarter than Daddy except God and Santa."
On our flight home from Rome, we hit some turbulence — the borderline scary
kind that turns your stomach and elicits the occasional gasp. I am a pretty
sea...
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