The other night, Chip and I were trying to have a quick chat while I made dinner and he prepared to head out for the evening. We were on the deck, and the kids were playing in the yard. But not happily.
"Daddy, pleeeeeeease come and play with us," they pleaded.
"Guys, you're fine." he responded. "Dinner will be ready in five minutes, and mommy and I need to talk."
"But we are so booooored!" shouted Charlie.
"Play together," he said. "That's why we had another kid."
Charlie* looked up, startled, and said, "Where is he?"
"You, buddy. You're the other kid," Chip responded. "Now play with your sister."
*The look on his face. I wish you could have seen it. Priceless.