One of the many great experienced this weekend:
We were just finishing up a nice breakfast at Cafe deFrance on saturday morning. As my nephew, Ethan, attempted to squeeze in between myself and a chair i asked him what the password was. He responded, "password? ........ jesus!" A hilarious answer but one which i could not let him get by with so easily so i told him that jesus was not the password. for the second attempt EJ went for a more worldly apporach: "Yellow 4-wheeler!" I caved and let him pass.
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