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Mistaken Identity

April 16, 2009

When J.D. is at work during the day, James is always on the look out for him because in his sophisticated one year old mind, his father could materialize at any moment. And it’s important to be ready for such an event.

The other day he was yelling “Dada! Dada!” while ferociously pointing at a Cheerios box (humans lose their ability to ferociously point after they learn that their index finger does not contain summoning powers). I gave him the box and he picked out a 60-something blond woman from a number of other seniors enjoying Cheerios as part of a healthy lifestyle. “Dada!” he informed me.

Then yesterday morning, J.D. came into the bedroom just as James was waking up. He threw his index finger at J.D. and addressed him with a hearty ” Jesus!” Jesus is a fairly popular guy in our house but his identity is generally tied to the crucifix and a picture of an ephemeral-looking bearded guy. Needless to say, J.D. was flattered.

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