Thursday, July 27, 2006

Lucas Our Very Own Little Wicked Boy

Time was when it was easy to embarrass one's children. Like going to the elementary school play and giving a standing ovation when your very own little turnip makes his/her entrance. Or when they are in junior high, merely dropping them off in front of the school will do the trick. When they are in high school and you go to Geometry class with them to make sure they turn in their homework on time. Simpler times.

These days however, we have the power of the Intarweb and we, well I, at least, can embarrass my children potentially millions of times in a year. Like merely being their Dad wasn't enough.

That's Lucas from a couple years ago. Wasn't he just the C-U-T-E-S-T dang thing you've ever seen? As he's so getting into the groove. :-]

Yes, he will kill me for this. But it's worth it, don't you think?

Direct link to the video.

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Holy Crap! Look at all this STUFF down here. It's awesome!

 

Really, I'm glad you made it down here. Almost no one ever comes down here. I'm like in a freaking dungeon down here. I get lonely. But not you. YOU made it all the way to the end of the page. For this I think I've a little crush on you. I don't know, is "love" to strong a word to use in this situation? Well, if it's not "love," then it's very strong "like." I'm totally in like with you for coming down here. You are awesome. Please love me back! I know, I know, I shouldn't be all needy, it's not attractive at all, but you don't know how it is to be stuck down here. Who scrolls all the way to the end of a page anymore these days? Anyway, thanks for shedding some light down here in the depths. I appreciate it. Shoot me an email and I'll send you a dollar, OK?

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