Next Stop, Vaudeville
Yesterday morning, Jason and I were sitting at the table, as usual, eating our breakfast. I was just finishing my English muffin, pondering the improbability of the silence of the last several minutes, when Jason came up with a request.
Me: Yeah, buddy?
Me: You want water?
Jason: (points) Doggy water!
Me: That's right, the dog has water. Do you want water, too?
Me: OK, I'll get you some water, but you have to say please, first.
Jason: Please. First.