almost everyday, i think about things i taught you and how i did it. if this was the right or wrong way, i didn't know because you were my first. then 30 years later, you come out with something so profound, my heart swells with pride. i remember when you were 3, i offered to take us to mac and dons supper club. you looked at me, and serious as a heart attack, you said, " actually dad, i'd rather have pizza"! so heres a 3 year old using a 4 syllable word, properly, in a sentence. i'd like to think i had something to do with your education, but you have so far out paced me. you make me proud every day.