Things to look forward to

I gave my friend The Creep some Play-Doh for his third birthday. While watching him play with it I witnessed this exchange between him and his mom:

Creep: Look, Mama! I made a birthday cake!
MamaGrouch: That's great, bud! Are you going to pretend to eat it?

pause

Creep: No.

pause

Creep: It's Play-Doh, Mama.





Wow. Nothin' like bein' schooled by a pre-schooler.