Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Don't Compliment Hank

Beware of saying anything nice to my son.



Each evening Hank is anxious to show Joe how well his reading skills have improved throughout the day. Hank's face breaks out in a mile-wide grin when Dad says, "Hey, Hank, want to read me a book?" Hank dashes to a basket designated for library books or a near bookshelf and grabs something he's worked on that day, settles into Joe's lap, and reads away.



Last night this scene played out almost exactly as written above and later, when Hank read the final words, closed his book, and leaned back against Joe awaiting his praise, Joe enthusiastically hugged Hank and said, "Wow, Hank, that was such great reading!"



Hank grinned and, without missing a beat, came back with, "Dad, you smell like worms."

3 comments:

AlexanderTheGreat said...

Hmmmm, fraternizing with worms at the office have we?

Superdad said...

Okay, its time to come clean. I am not really a lawyer - I run a bait shop.

Bob said...

AHHHHHHH the truth is out!!