Good morning folks, let me tell you about the smartest person in my life, as you probably guessed, Im talking about my son Hunter the magician.
Sometimes he wanders into the Oval office late at night and waves his magic wand around in the air few times and then he does a little spin and abracadabra and all of this wonderful magic powder appears on my desk.
I then said out loud: holy smokes all of that powder belongs up my nose doesnt it?
Hunter then looked at me with twinkle in his eye and smiled and said "sure does Papa it sure does."
So to make my son proud I gave the magic powder a good sniff and then I gave it two or three more sniffs then a fourth.
Before I knew it the Oval office was transformed into this beautiful dreamlike fantasy land, I was then surrounded by warm neon lights and my friends corn pops also arrived to dance with me and drink hot coco, then the all tickled me until I giggled like a schoolgirl, it was everything I ever wanted and more.
I realized that not anyone can have magician for a son, but Im grateful that I do.
Hunter is the smartest man alive and Im the luckiest Papa there is folks.