Yesterday I spent the day trying to purge a virus from Joyce's computer (ended up having to refresh from the image and reload all the installed software -- but that's not a very funny story, certainly not a story I want to belabor here.)
Anyway, around 5:00 PM yesterday (while I was repeatedly attempting to purge the virus, but still unwilling to admit that the bug had a death grip on Joyce's computer that no combination of software antibiotics was going to cure) Andy called and brightened my day. Andy told of a recent conversation he had with his near-four-year-old daughter, a tale oddly reminiscent of my own "Just James" adventure.
Daddy: Are you tired, Abby?
Abby: No, I'm not tired Abby! I'm just Abby!
Daddy: So are you tired?
Abby: No! I'm Abby!
Daddy: So you're not tired, Abby?
Abby: No Daddy, say Abby correctly.
Daddy: Abby Correctly?
Abby: Yes, say Abby correctly.
Daddy: Well, it's nice to meet you, Abby Correctly.
Abby: Tee-hee-hee.
Anyway, around 5:00 PM yesterday (while I was repeatedly attempting to purge the virus, but still unwilling to admit that the bug had a death grip on Joyce's computer that no combination of software antibiotics was going to cure) Andy called and brightened my day. Andy told of a recent conversation he had with his near-four-year-old daughter, a tale oddly reminiscent of my own "Just James" adventure.
Daddy: Are you tired, Abby?
Abby: No, I'm not tired Abby! I'm just Abby!
Daddy: So are you tired?
Abby: No! I'm Abby!
Daddy: So you're not tired, Abby?
Abby: No Daddy, say Abby correctly.
Daddy: Abby Correctly?
Abby: Yes, say Abby correctly.
Daddy: Well, it's nice to meet you, Abby Correctly.
Abby: Tee-hee-hee.
