The Boy Child does not like to be stampeded into a decision. He has begun to request information. He wants to gather all the facts before he's pushed into making a choice and the more important the choice, the more facts he wants. When asked what he wants for dinner, he now responds, in the spirit of diligent inquiry: "What mine options are?"
Imagine what he's like when the stakes are raised on a dessert question.
Posted by Random Penseur at May 25, 2006 10:02 AM | TrackBackOhmigod. "What mine options are?"
You'd better start putting away that J.D. fund. Sounds like he's most like Papa. *smile*
Posted by: Margi at May 28, 2006 02:54 AM