The following conversation took place between Cody and me this evening...
Cody- Do you remember that squeaky ride at the Lane County Fair?
Me- No. There were a lot of rides at the fair. I don't remember a squeaky one though.
Cody- I wish your memory was as good as mine.
Me- Me too, but sometimes I'm glad it isn't.
Cody- How come?
Me- Because there are things that I'd rather forget, like times you were in the hospital and stuff.
Cody- I just as soon forget taking temperatures in my butt.
I suppose that shows his age. When did they stop using rectal thermometers? The late '80's?