Tortellini recorded this on the morning my kids left town:
Mr M really wanted me to buy him that hat while we were out shopping for school clothes.
"Dad, how much money do you got?"
"Dad, how much is this hat?"
"Dad, are you bankrupt?"
"Dad, do I look like Michael Jackson in this hat?"
Tortellini and I decided that it was so cute that I had to get it for him. He wore it for two straight days, and showed everyone his "Michael Jackson Face".
My roommate came downstairs the other morning and Mr M had the hat on.
Roommate: Hello Michael.
Mr M: My name isn't Michael.
Me: He was just saying that because you look so much like Michael Jackson that it's hard to tell the two of you apart.
Mr M: I don't look like Michael Jackson. I don't have really, really, really white skin.