At dinner the other night, I was trying to get the kids to talk about their day. After a series of shrugs and noncommittal “yeah”s, my wife finally lent a hand.

She pointed her fork at our four-year old. “Did you play with Isabella?”

He laughed. “Yeah! We played in car line. I pushed her over and lied on her and she was loving it!”

“You pushed her over?” I asked. The kids wait for car line on a concrete sidewalk. Pushing causes nasty scrapes.

“Yeah,” He laughed again and waved his hands for emphasis. “And she was loving it!”

Okay, then.

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