Oh Boy...
imaginative
adj.
1. Having or showing creativity or inventiveness.
2. My son, Austin.
This morning, Austin was playing at his corner Lego table. He was chattering away at me as usual, this time with the tale of him being on a baker's blue airplane. When I told him to play nicely while I was going to take a shower, the following conversation ensued:
"You can't take a shower, Daddy."
"Why not?"
"It's the Baker's shower."
"Oh it is, is it?"
"Yeah. It belongs to the Baker in the kitchen."
"Okay, Austin, I'll just ask the Baker to use the shower."
I walk over to the kitchen. "Hello Baker," I began, "mind if I use the shower? *insert gibberish as baker's reply* Okay sir, I will keep it clean in there; no splashing around." I turned back to my son at the table, "The baker said it was okay for me to use the shower. You play nicely and I'm going to go take–"
"You can't, Daddy. You didn't ask Tony the Baker."
"Oh? I thought I just had."
"No, you didn't say Tony."
"Ah, I see."
I stepped back to the kitchen. "Hey Tony," I said with a bad Jersey accent, "Mind if I use the shower? *More gibberish reply* Thanks, man!"
Back in the living room, "Alrighty, Austin, Tony the Baker said I could use the shower."
"Okay, Daddy."
I had to negotiate with an invisible baker named Tony in my kitchen in order to take a shower this morning. If that's not a sign of a free mind at work, I don't know what is.
4 comments:
What I want to know is, why was Tony the Baker in your kitchen in the first place? Did Austin let him in or did he sneak in? 'Cause obviously you weren't aware he was in there.
Seriuously, way to be on top of security! Are you sure you haven't changed jobs and are the new TSA director?
And only Austin would let someone from New Jersey in!
How was you 4th?
Don't go blaming me! I have long not been in control of what goes on in my house. General chain of command: M, the boy, Tyrone, the dishwasher, myself, and Puma.
The 4th was good. Swam at the Grandparents' place, ate stuff that was 'cued, saw a good fireworks show with friends, and lastly spent over forty minutes trying to get out of a parking lot. Good times.
Hey, you know what would be great? An update!!!!
I know you have the time to sit and type, so don't be a wanker! TYPE!!!!!!
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