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Are You Sure?
Connor: I shot your arm off!
Me: It grew back.
Connor: Dad! You're not a starfish!
Penguins: Not So Cute and Cuddly Now, Are They?

Penguins: Not So Cute and Cuddly Now, Are They?

the drum generally heals up; and if a hole remains in it, although one is somewhat deaf, one can blow tobacco smoke out of the ear in question, which is a social accomplishment.
J. B. S. Haldane, on suffering perforated eardrums
Those Ponies Are Pretty Sneaky
Emma: What are you doing with Pinkie Pie in your room?
Connor: I don't know, I guess she just busted in here to play with me.
The End of the World

Some people believe that the Mayans predicted the end of the world in 2012. I believe they predicted Dick Clark’s death.

Today’s Best Part of Being the Father of a Young Boy

Hearing random lightsaber ignitions throughout the day.

The Meaning of Christmas
Connor, playing ToonTown Online: "Oh, you're gonna be Feliz Navi-DEAD!"
Facebook Relationship Visualization

Facebook Relationship Visualization

That's My Boy
Connor: Deck the halls with boughs of holly, blah-blah-blah-blah-blah, blah-blah-blah-blah
Emma’s First Poem

Ants on the ground,
It’s a sunny day.
Ants on the ground,
It’s the first day of May.

They laugh and sing and have some fun.
They dance in the bright sun.
I step on one because it’s on the floor.
I found more ants but they ran out the door.