Monday, November 19, 2012
Stealthy Small Sprog
Small Sprog is upstairs at this point glued to a screen.
As Lovely Mans' brother is leaving I call up to Small Sprog to say that someone has brought a gift. No reply. Sometimes I despair of that boy, life seems to pass right by him when he's in cyberspace.
Later on he comes downstairs expectantly. "What are you after?" I ask
"A doughnut" he replies
"How do you know there are doughnuts?" I say
"David brought them" he says with a grin, 'and he brought beer as well as a big bag of cod"
This is the boy to whom I have to bellow up the stairs at least 4 times before he will come down for a meal. In reality though, nothing gets passed him and he has perfected his cover.
Scary to think what he really hears when you think he's not listening ... no, I'm not even going to contemplate!
Posted by Suburbia at Monday, November 19, 2012