Juss: “Mom! My old gameboy is broken!”
Mommy: “Here let me help you.” I poke at the red binoculars he calls his ‘gameboy.’ “Is that better?”
Juss: “But, Mom, my character’s still not moving!”
Mommy: “I’ll try again.”
Juss: “Now his feet aren’t moving!”
Mommy: “I’ll change the battery.” I poke it again.
Juss, departing: “Great! Thanks, Mom!”
This is the boy who cried at the age of three because he left his invisible skateboard in the car.
I foresee many years of gm-ing success for him.
I’m still trying to figure out how Ben sweet-talked his uber-health conscious nature teachers into buying him a sprite.
Probably without words, too.
I’m betting he used the coy-yet-persistent-urchin approach. Worked for me when I was his age.
That’s hilarious! Maybe they thought it was too hot not to have a drink or something, but still. What a little guy!
He had a whole bottle of water–with refills! So this was clearly a successful con.
Ha! What a clever guy!
I foresee many years of gm-ing success for him.
I’m still trying to figure out how Ben sweet-talked his uber-health conscious nature teachers into buying him a sprite.
Probably without words, too.
I’m betting he used the coy-yet-persistent-urchin approach. Worked for me when I was his age.
That’s hilarious! Maybe they thought it was too hot not to have a drink or something, but still. What a little guy!
Ah, isn’t imagination wonderful? :)
He had a whole bottle of water–with refills! So this was clearly a successful con.
Ha! What a clever guy!
Ah, isn’t imagination wonderful? :)