impression

You never know the impression you leave…

October 22, 2008

My wife just got a call from her sis­ter. It seems that our niece, Tori, was given a cheap pair of Groucho Marx glasses. (You know: the ones with the fake nose and mus­tache attached.) Tori started wear­ing the glasses and march­ing around the house. Her mom asked her what she was doing and she said “being Uncle Scott…” Sometimes we […]

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