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Friday, April 11, 2008

I'm getting a rock for Christmas

I'm not sure how this conversation came to be, but my 4 YO daughter told me that she wanted to get me a rock for Christmas.

"A rock oughta be interesting," I said, "I'm sure I can find many uses for a rock... Maybe I can use it at work to help me with my breathing treatments."

"Yeah, daddy," she said, "I know you can use it to bash your patients in the head and then you won't have to do breathing treatments on them. Then you can stay home and play games with me."

That's an interesting concept, but I'm afraid it wouldn't work the way she plans. When I relayed this story to my co-worker, she said, "Are you complaining about treatments at home again?"

Actually I don't. Um, really...

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