It’s not the running through the house naked, the fear he engenders in the cats, the quite artistic graffiti on the wall next to his coloring desk, or even the fighting position he’s digging in his sandbox that worries me about Boo. It’s the maniacal laughter he has while he’s doing it that gets to me.
Thought for the Day
Posted by daddybear71 on November 12, 2011
https://daddybearsden.com/2011/11/12/thought-for-the-day-44/
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Rauðbjorn
/ November 12, 2011Sounds like the boy was born to go Ranger to me.
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Peter
/ November 12, 2011Methinks he takes after his father.
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mrmacs
/ November 13, 2011Insanity is hereditary: You get it from your kids…
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