The other morning as Miles was convalescing from strep throat, I noticed he was coming in from the garage with a big orange extension cord. After 13 years, I know to ask questions when I see something usual. If I choose to let it go, I may regret it later--like the time a few months ago when he asked me for some fabric scraps. I later found out he had decided to hand sew a new tie for himself (which he wore to a fireside that very night). My response when he was done...."Hmmm...not too bad. What did you line it with?" Oh, it was just the lining from another tie he disassembled. Nice.
Anyway, I asked him to stop in his tracks and tell me what his plan was with the extension cord. I noticed he was unplugging his iPod that had been charging in the kitchen. As he pointed to the couch he said, "I wanted to lie down over there but my iPod is dead." Seriously? As he saw the look on my face he replied, "I'm turning into America!" Yeah.
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