Was I Talking to You?

"Mom!" Logan shouted as he crashed through the back door and stomped his way up the stairs and across the kitchen.

Good grief Logan, you haven't even been outside for three minutes together.  I can't even sit down and think without being interrupted and besides, Mom is trying to take a nap.

"What is it now, Logan?" I hollered back, attempting to intercede.

His snippy reply was very succinct.

"I'm not asking you now."

Fine.  Wake Mommy up and just see how far you get.

- 9 April 2012