Children, Fatherhood

The Generator


I was having a little discussion with The Kid tonight just before dinner.

Me: So what else did you do at school today?

The Kid: Well, Mr. Jose wasn’t there today so we couldn’t help him with the trash.

Me: Who’s Mr. Jose?

The Kid: He’s the generator.

I held my laughter as Ann was trying to disguise hers. It didn’t work too well.

Ah, the joys of conversing with a 5-year-old boy.


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