Restated

Monday:

Christopher: Dad, may we play on the computer?

Dad: No.

Tuesday:

Christopher: Dad, may we play on the computer?

Dad: NO! Quit asking me that!

Wednesday:

Christopher: Dad, without me asking, you tell Randall that we can play on the computer.

 

As we are riding in the minivan, Christopher complains, "Turn the music louder!"

"No, Christopher, it's already loud enough," I answer (with great restraint, considering that I have only one nerve left).

After a long silence in the back seat, I hear Christopher sigh to himself, "I wish my ears would open up so I could hear this music better!"

    ---The Lady