While I was picking up the house a bit this morning, carrying Cooper on my hip, Kenny walked over to the bookshelf and got down a stack of especially large Tom Clancy hardbacks from the shelves and plopped them down on the couch.
“What are you doing?”
“Oh. Ok. Carry on, then,” I said and walked into the office with Cooper to check some emails. I heard Kenny open a book and begin to “read” aloud. At first I couldn’t make out what he was saying, but then realized that he was piecing together, rather comically, random sentences and phrases from recent books we have read. And then I heard (in a dramatic, nearly Charlton Heston-esque, boom):
“….And Then Jesus Rose from the Dead. And Then He Said, ‘Ta Da!”