Saturday 02 June 2007

Curses, foiled again

Note to self: must stop gloating before striking.

Case in point: I caught Corwin on the couch, exhausted from being forced to go out with Mom on a morning run. He had taken one sock off and left it on the couch. It was a perfect two-fer: violations of the one sock rule and dirty sock rule. Unfortunately, I laughed my evil laugh and Corwin, who is normally Mr. Oblivious, instantly realized what I was thinking and put his sock back on. Run silent, run mean, that’s what I need to do.

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