The conversation on the way to church on Sunday:
Logan: Dad, the moon is out.
Phil: No that's the sun but it's partially hidden by the clouds.
Alex: Dad it's the moon.
Logan: No Dad, it's the moon.
Phil: No that's the sun.
Logan: Dad it's not the sun it's the moon - it doesn't have any lines.
Monday, December 3, 2007
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