Q-Wyatt September 09, 2008

Tonight we went out to dinner with one of my old law school friends who was in town from Palm Springs where he's a prosecutor.  He has a little boy who's four.  He's named Wyatt.  Well, when I intorduced him to Noah, Noah became fast friends as he always does.  The only problem in the little relationship is that Noah couldn't quite say "Wyatt."  Instead, he was saying "Qwyatt" (pronounced "quiet") all night.  Poor kid must've thought Noah was shooshing him all night.

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