Yesterday as Dennis stooped to clean his cake crumbs from the floor of the fellowship hall at church, he realized the magnitude of the job. He said thoughtfully "I think I'll leave this to the professionals" and got up to run and play somewhere else.
Today he told the associate pastor at church that we were coming home to watch the Big Bang Theory. I tried to let it be known that we heavily censor his viewing, saying that he liked when they dressed as superheroes. He quickly said "no, I like the things Sheldon says--they are smart and silly too." When we got home, he asked "do you want to see my Sheldon impression?". I did indeed, so he held up a finger, assumed a nerdy facial expression, and recited "According to my calculations, everything in the universe was made from nothing." That's my boy!
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