If only I could fly

So on the way home from eating dinner tonight, my son announces how he’d like to be a bird. “I’d fly as high as I could…” So I’m expecting some intellectual comments about freedom, etc. Nope. “I’d fly as high as I could, find a park then dive-bomb the people for target practice.” Oh well, he’s only 11 …

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