The boys found little wooden sticks this morning, and put them in their mouths, saying "Mom! Look at me!" At first I was afraid they were pretending to smoke, but we don't even KNOW anyone who smokes. Then I noticed that they kept calling each other "Papa". Papa? "Model T Papa" they said. Then it occurred to me... my dad walks around with a toothpick in his mouth, and drives a Model T. We were on our way to ice cream (see our News Flash under Essentially Aho), and I had to encourage the boys to get into the van. "I'm not Colby, I'm PAPA!" he said. He refused to budge, unless I called him Papa Colby, and let him take his "toothpick". Funny.
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