Fountain of Youth

G: "Mommy, is that a picture of Daddy? With a little bit of hair on his head?" (pointing to a framed photo of the two of us, circa 2000)

L: "Yep, it sure is."

G: "Well, what happened?"

L: puzzling over the intent of the question...

T: "He got old."

I can't make this stuff up.

Happy 39th birthday, Patrick. Always young in my eyes.