Last night, the boys were out watching the World Series. Sarah and I had retired to our bedrooms around 9:45 p.m. I was in bed reading. I started hearing strange noises from Sarah's room. After a few minutes, she called out, "In case you're wondering what all the scraping and banging is, that's the
sound of genius!"
Me: Oh.
S: I think I want to be an engineer when I grow up, because I love
crafting.
M: Is that what engineers do?
S: Yes.
[big crash.]
M: More genius?
S: Yes.
No comments:
Post a Comment