Witt is still talking about the boy's afternoon with Dad. They both loved it, but it was a little loud for Race. Witt loved it so much he somehow managed to bring home a few pieces of smashed car. He can't wait for Show and Tell tomorrow (because you know, he always has a lot to tell).
He reminds me of someone else when they were little, and well, not so little I guess (me). Keep dreaming boy, it's part of what makes life so beautiful.
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