Last night I went out to a networking thing for work and our great family friend took care of the guys. They were making there way home and Michael looked out the window and said he say a star and said he was going to make a wish. Rather than a quiet wish he let's everyone know that he wishes that he never had to wear pants again.
Kyle promptly told him that that wasn't a wish, he should be wishing that robots came to life like transformers.
Ah... to be three and nearly seven again....
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