20 Minutes of C-man

This morning, Beerman and I were joking about what C-man will be when he grows up. I said, "Why do we always think he'll do something exciting and big? Chances are, he'll be an actuary or accountant, or something boring." So I got to his school today, and his teachers said, "C-man is going to be a lawyer some day. If he doesn't get what he wants, he goes from person to person badgering you." So okay, a lawyer or a door-to-door salesman. Tonight I told him it was bathtime. He said, "No Mommy, I have 20 minutes yet." Where'd he get THAT? I have a voice again, which is nice. Beerman is now sick, though. It figures.