Laying in bed with Connor he felty forehead (actually do to think he has ever done that) and said "Mom you have a fever" to which I replied "oh, are you going to be a doctor when you grow up?"
Con- "No, I'm going to be a cowboy"
"You don't even know what a cowboy does"?
Con- "Yes I do, he rides his trusty horse and lives not here but on the dirt trail"
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