I said he could play with the computer if he filled the woodbox first. He stood the logs up vertically so they would take up more space and make the box look full when it wasn’t. Cheaterpants.
Then at dinner, the Sniglet was refusing to eat his green beans, and I said “no dessert if you don’t,” and he said “one word, mama. Starts with an S, ends with a T” (he was thinking of “so what”). Ignatz piped up with, “Super green beans that I am going to eaT!”
I just can’t imagine why his teachers get so upset with him. I think he’s ace.
Song du jour of the day: Real Wild Child, by Iggy Pop.