It all started when Brendan told me we should get a bigger TV. We have a decent size TV that we got just after we got married. So new TV? I think not. I'd look over at him while we were watching football games and catch him squinting followed by the question, "can you see the score?" Of course I could. I thought this was all part of his little plot to get a bigger TV.
Turns out my little tater tot wasn't lyin' after all. He was blind. Now he can see, and he has no reason to ask for a bigger TV. Look how smart he looks!
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