Wednesday, November 2, 2016

The sound of genius

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.

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