So, I'm sitting in my studio, reading blogs. Aaron comes wandering in (30 minutes past bedtime and counting) He says, "mom, my eyes are still green." Yep, I check them out, they still are. "Mom, I'm not tired because my eyes are still green. When they turn brown, then I am tired". Hmmmm, another ploy to stay up? I resisted the urge to tell him that his eyes turn brown because he is full of shit.
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