Last night, Joe-Henry and I sat on the floor of the living room getting his class Valentine's together. He wanted to watch a Charlie Chaplin movie, so I put on "The Great Dictator". We had just watched "Modern Times" a few nights before, and he literally fell off the couch from laughing so hard.
Even though he couldn't really grasp what it was about, he knew it was funny about something serious. After watching intently for a while, he said "Mom, Charlie Chaplin is my favorite actor. Well, him and Winnie-the-Pooh".
High praise indeed.
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it's hard to beat the genius of Pooh
nearly impossible. (see: The Tao of Pooh.)
I love your son so much.
(and you, dear friend.)
p.s. come to chicago on leap day and I'll treat us all to some buster keaton »
pretty pretty pretty please?
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