Good Talk

"Dad?

     Can I...?

          Can I...?

               Hmm...now what was I gonna' talk to you about?"

He tilted his head to one side and lightly tapped his chin with his fingers.  It's no wonder I never get anything done around the house.  This is how a majority of our time is taken up.  I never did find out what he wanted to talk about.  I did, however, find out what he had eaten for breakfast, now that I was covered in banana bread muffin bits.  Dude, chew and swallow!

- 1 July 2012