Sunday, August 15, 2010

When you're right, you're . . . what?

I'm shifting my work location, and the boys made their first visit to my new place today, although they'd already seen photographs of the interior. In the minivan on the way -- it's only a five-minute drive -- Tertius announces, with flawless seven-year-old logic: "I think it's going to be different from the way from the way I imagine it. But if it isn't, then I'm wrong."

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