Business Talk for Busy People

Tonight, I had succeeded in the gargantuan task of getting both boys upstairs, into the presumed gravitational force-field of bed, when Ian remembered that he hadn't eaten the hotdog (more likely tofu hotdog) that I had heated up for him, so he went back downstairs and asked me to walk down with him so he could talk to me while we were walking that exhaustive stretch. When we got to the kitchen, he sat down and said, "Hey Daddy, let's get down to business. I want a story..." and proceeded to explain to me how I could read a portion of one of the "Magic School Bus" stories to him as he ingested his pseudo-frankfurter, effectively covering two objectives in a single sitting.

(February 23, 2010)