We took the kids to get Happy Meals one night and the toy was a "real" magician's wand. This just about sent Max into hamburger french fry bliss. He couldn't believe he got a real wand. He kept asking me why it wasn't doing any magic. I had to explain to him that you have to go to magician school in order to get one that does real magic. You have to have a license. He bought it (the ONLY thing that he believed about it, because trust me, I had some good one liners). He now looks forward to going to magician school.
In the mean time, while he's, you know, waiting to grow up and get accepted to the magician school of his choice (I won't pay for U$C or Stanfurd) he practices in this outfit. Who knows, maybe he really will grow up to be a magician. I'll support him, even though magicians make me really mad and are slightly creepy and, oh yeah, they LIE. I'll still love him.
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can there be anything cuter than this?!
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