I can't resist recording this. Sarah, like all kids at bedtime, asks a lot of questions to try to find a reason not to have to go to sleep. As I was leaving the room tonight, the following conversation occurred:
"Daddy, how come you know so much?"
"Because I love to learn. I want to know the answers to questions. I used to be a college professor."
"I have a question."
"Okay."
"Who built the light bulb?"
"A man named Thomas Edison."
"Was he afraid of the dark?"
My answer was that that was a very good question and I didn't know the answer. But my answer was not as good as her question.
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