Sweet Angel Face

The other night when Mom left to run some errands, Dad and I played Mario Kart. I am getting pretty good. Just as Mom was leaving I drove my car off the edge of a cliff (in the game). Mom said: "Oh, that's okay, that happens to me all the time."

I told her: "Well that's because you're not very good at this game. Hah ha ha!"

Also, last week I informed Mom that "Now that I'm hundred feets tall I can say those grown up words like: goddammit."

Mom cleared that up real quickly and told me that I can't say those words until I'm a Dad.