Tuesday, January 30, 2007
From Mars
This morning, I was getting ready to leave, and I asked Willem whether he had already started my car for me, "Because I can't find my keys."

And Jacob, who was sitting angelically at the table, look at me incredulously and screeched, "You can't find your PENIS??"

Willem immediately said something along the lines of, "Yes, son, and that's the problem for most women."

Sometimes the only thing you can do is scoff and walk away.