Friday 13 January 2006

Location, location, location

Mom and I were teasing Charles about being put up on a shelf because he kept hurting himself. I said off to Mom “I’m going to roll him up in a ball and put him on a shelf in the storeroom”. Charles paused his rambling “no!” repition and said, “where’s the storeroom?”. He considered the issue carefully after I told him where it was and then said “no!”. I just wondered in what room a shelf would have to be to get Charles to agree to being put on it.

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