Beaumont: I'm proud of you Louise. Me: Excuse me? Beau: Why? Did you fart? Me: Ahh.... You had me worried there for a momet Beau. That's the Beau I'm used to, not the one who says things like, "I'm proud of you." Beau: Is that true Louise? Me: It is for me. Beau: What's true?... Continue Reading →