I just watched a documentary on kidnappings in Stanton Island called Cropsey. I realized during that movie that not only would losing a child in such a way, cripple me, but that if Rufio were ever cat-napped... Well, it'd have the same effect. He's my baby.
Speaking of kids, T and I got to play house the other night when we baby-sat for an 11 year old and a 7 year old. It was really fun because they came over to our place, we got pizza, played Wii sports and board games and watched Harry Potter 3. We also now know why parents don't let their kids drink Coke. At least the TV wasn't damaged in the playing of Wii Boxing:)
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