Last night I was watching "Dirt" on F/X.  I had never seen it before, so I was chilling on the couch catching the marathon.  I love TV marathons.  I can lay there for hours and hours...just like a slug.
Anyway...Isabella comes and sits next to me and we are talking.  Then this guy starts going crazy on TV.  She looks at me and asks..."What's wrong with him?"  I said "He's on drugs.  And they are making him crazy."  She looks at me and her face gets really serious and she says "I don't want to be on drugs."  I thought that is probably a smart move so I replied with "No, don't take drugs.  Drugs are bad."  After a few minutes, she looks at me and asks "Is uncle Jeremy on drugs?"  I laughed and told her "No, I don't think so.  Why?"  And once again she gets dead serious and says "Because he is crazy."
Ahhh...the thoughts of a four year old.
And for the record, Jeremy is not on drugs.  He is crazy though.  No lie.
Sunday, February 10, 2008
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