The Boy is reading Calvin and Hobbs, giggling in delight. It is a joy to hear him and see his eager enthusiasm. I hate to interrupt him, but I need him to help his sister with a task. He gets up cheerfully enough to go help out, and I complacently return to my crocheting, and then he nonchalantly says something that makes my blood congeal.
"I am getting so many good ideas from this book," he chortles as he walks off.
He is reading Calvin and Hobbs as an instruction manual.
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