my little genius has built a "rocketship" out of straws, duct tape and small plastic toys netted from a pinata at a birthday party saturday afternoon.
Nash: "when I grow up, I will be a dad, a astronaut, a rocket ship builder and a ice skater, and even a mimer!"
me: "a mime?"
Nash: " a MIME-ER"
Me: "like, a person who works in the mines, or -"
Nash: "Yeah, a COLD MIMER!"