Corwin was somewhat of a trooper today. He wasn’t ill behaved but not quite as cooperative as I’d like. His major fault, as usual, was an excess of boyish energy released in an inappropriate context.
But I got my revenge at dinner. I had originally thought that I’d have to wait until Corwin was in high school before I could use stories I’ve written here to embarass him. But when I started talking to my Uncle Edward about Corwin going home instead of to Jacob’s house, Corwin tried to cover my mouth with his hands to prevent me from telling the tale. He got even more distressed when we discussed his many girlfriends (Jesse and Emma, mainly, although there were a couple more that I couldn’t remember the name of). When I told Corwin that I’d already written the tale on the website, he told me to erase it.
The moral, here, is that investment pays off. I just didn’t expect it to pay off so soon.
P.S. There was one incident where, immediately after it was resolved, Corwin explicitly requested that I not write it up here. If there are any long gaps here, then I’d bet that it’s probably because Corwin is preventing me from sharing his adventures.