Mario & Sparkles came with me to some annual weekend meetings that were important for me to go to & report at. They came to continue to learn early on in life about leadership and also to get spoiled by their dad a little. We jumped on beds, had some meals together, stayed up late eating caramel apple, laughed in the car until our stomachs hurt, etc. (seriously St*rbucks - calling it a whoopie pie?!)
As we were driving home late last night, we drove past an oil refinery plant that was all lit up. Upon seeing it, Mario asks: 'Dad, is that Paris?'
Nice.
Later!
I.B.
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