Monday, January 07, 2008

conversations in my mind

Upon observing my daughter's hair sticking out in a million directions after having her toque removed:

Me: Ha....nice hair, kid. You look like Alfred Einstein.

(pause)

Self: ...?
Me: What?
Self: Did you just say....ALFRED....Einstein?
Me: ....Maybe.
Self: You're an idiot.
Me: Yes....Yes I am.

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