Big E: Dam It!
Anyway, this was a rebuild. Which means there was a 0% chance we were going to have all the necessary pieces. Despite my attempts at organization, things happen. Like Big E eating a piece or two.
We found ourselves missing an integral piece of the truck.
I heard Big E mutter "damn" under his breath.
WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?
He looked at me with those innocent eyes.
WHAT? I SAID DAM. LIKE WHAT BEAVERS BUILD.
His voice went up four octaves as he defended his use of dam(n).
A few thoughts swirled madly in my head.
1) I really need to take it easy on the "d" word.
2) He WAS right. A dam is what beavers build. How could I argue with that?
3) I'm doomed as a parent.
I stared him down. I wanted him to know I was on to his trickery.
He didn't flinch. He didn't blink. Nothing.