Goofy
So Chel and I were having a discussion during dinner today about some upcoming company. We were discussing what to do with her to entertain her. During this entire conversation, AJ was being ... well ... AJ. He was first a pterodactyl, cool noises and all. Then he was a shark, with noises I never heard associated with a shark before, and attacking his roast pork as if it were prey. Then he was switching chairs off and on while still eating from his place at the table, reaching over to eat from his plate.
So I asked him, "Are you going to be goofy when Licia comes to visit?"
He looked dumbfounded. "Goofy?"
I said, "Yes. Goofy. You're being goofy."
"I am?" He looked even more confused and just stared at me.
I said, "I guess you are" with a laugh.
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Goofy is my oldest son's middle name...
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