Snap-shots of the future

Driving to Loblaws (a grocery store), 4:45 pm, me and six-year-old Dex, our conversation:

D: "How do people get married?"

Me: "Well, they go to a church, say a bunch of words about forevers, and then sign some papers."

D:  "How do you know who to marry?"

Me: "Well, you find one person you really like and who you think you can spend the rest of your life with. And you have a little faith that you're choosing The Right Person."

D:  "Finding one person. That sounds Really Hard."

Me: "Yeah, it is."

D: "I don't want to get married...What I really want to know, is how you get a credit card...."

Jesus.

Tooth Ferry

As discussed over snack yesterday, after inquiring how Dex's loose tooth was doing, we have three working hypotheses as to the nature of the tooth fairy:

1. The tooth fairy is an actual fairy. But as Dexter pointed out, fairy's don't exist so...

2. The tooth fairy is a super good person who gives money he/she's found, comes to the door, rings the doorbell and is let in (Dexter's idea)

3. The tooth fairy is a boat (get it? See title). 

Number three was Neville's contribution. What a little punster.

Beachtastic

A bonus of island living.