2004-09-20
B spent much of Saturday painting the downstairs bathroom dark red. In the evening Clay and I went out to pick up Chinese food; this conversation took place on our way home:
Clay: Daddy has been working all day.
Me: I know, he's a very hard worker.
Clay: I'm a hard worker.
Me: You are, and I'm very glad. I'm not a very hard worker.
Clay: You're a sleepy worker.
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