The little man pegged me for a sap even before he could speak. I can’t believe I fell for another one of his ploys. He very earnestly asked me to make him a veggie burger for dinner, going so far as to pull out the necessary ingredients and arrange them on the kitchen counter for me. Once ready I served him his meal in the dining room and then went back to the kitchen to clean up. So I didn’t bust him until after the fact. He’d eaten around the veggie burger. The boy already has the all-American hankering for a good starch and ketchup combo…and will, for some strange reason, only eat veggie burgers or tofu dogs if they were originally intended for me, and I am still holding said items while he takes huge bites out of them. And another thing, why has Welsh rap resonated so with him? Earlier, after perusing Coudal Partners’ Fresh Signals, I clicked through to check out Goldie Lookin’ Chain’s home on the interweb. Thought I’d watch one of their “sexy” vids (the clean version, mind you) on the husband’s machine, with the fancy speakers. The little man walked in just as it was ending. Now he keeps clicking on the Real Audio replay button, so it’s been in a continuous loop for some time now. And it don’t stop.