Sometimes I wonder what exactly is going on inside the mind of a nine year old boy. Tonight at the dinner table I got a glimpse. Reilly was telling us what he envisions his life being like in the future. "When I grow up, I'm going to have two dogs, a talking bird, and a Ferrari." I wouldn't be surprised if he really means that. A nice car, the bird riding shotgun, and the dogs in the back seat...ahhhhh, the perfect life.
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LOL!! And perhaps a Lamborghini for Dax and Aston Martins for the sissies?
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