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| 22 years ago, The World of Morg arrived. |
To celebrate, I am sitting cross-legged on my favorite futon, looking through scrapbooks, licking a cherry popsicle, humming Happy Birthday. Who knew that in the scheme of the universe, this very 3:23 p.m. moment would take place on the fifth whilst Morgy slumbers not far away. Bonne anniversaire!
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| One. Every animal sound, including a duck. |
I'm not the only one in SLC with a twenty-two year old. But since I'm one of the few out of my friends – here are some recorded treasures that have come my way:
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‘No, mommy I will not be a cowboy when I grow up... Because I'm going to be a dinosaur when I grow up.’ -My son Morgen |
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Three.
'All I had in Candyland was Queen Frostine, and Kailey threw a fit to get it, so I threw her backpack in the pool.' |
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| Four. 'I like your skin. That's why I still want to shower with you.' |
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| Five. From upstairs: 'I'm getting into mischief mommy!' |
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| Six. 'Best day of my life was when I got my golden key award.' |
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| Seven. 'I don't really like the tickle torture.' |
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| Eight. 'It felt warm when I was baptized.' |
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| Nine. 'When I get married, I'm going to have a 100 babies and sit in the back of the van while my wife drives so I can play with them.' |
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| Ten. 'Ice skating is too cold. And hard.' |
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| Eleven. 'Take the draw, and we'll share the championship.' |
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| Twelve. 'I really think the priesthood meeting is for old men, not young men.' |
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| Thirteen. 'Monster drinks are the only thing that gives me energy.' |
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| Fourteen. 'I tried out for the ballroom dance team today. And made it.' |
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| Fifteen. 'Soccer is fun, except for the running.' |
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| Sixteen. 'When I jumped off the cliff, I didn't know the water would be so shallow.' |
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| Seventeen. 'I'm really going to miss you while I'm gone on my mission.' |
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| Eighteen. 'I could've tried harder.' |
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| Nineteen. 'I liked soccer better than LaCrosse.' |
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| Twenty. 'Did you know my Eagle scout award shows up on my college transcript?' |
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| Twenty-One. 'The girls at the frat party were marriage material.' |
Ah Morgen, my heart and my eyes... and the wind beneath my wings. Sniff!
