My Favorite Sport

Yesterday we found a little "Happy Father's Day" booklet in Taylor's room. He's our 8-year old and evidently made this gift for me at the end of the school year and was supposed to give it to me–but forgot.

It was cute. Had nice drawings on every page with his view of me. My dad's favorite food…banana pudding. My father is good at…building stuff. I love it when my father…throws me on the couch.

Stuff like that.

Then I turned to the last page and found this…

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I knew I wasn't athletic–and I guess my 8-year old also knows that. He thinks when I'm sitting at my desk in front of my computer and paying bills…that is my favorite sport.

By the way, do I really look like an alien from the back?