DANIEL: If you were on a game show, and the grand prize was a carton full of any one thing - of your choosing - what would be in the carton?
ME: How big is this carton?
DANIEL: Half the size of this table. Or, say, a cubic yard.
BRIGHT: Mechanical supplies.
DANIEL: Good one!
ZION: A carton full of best friends.
BRIGHT: If I were a best friend, I'm not sure I'd want to be kept in a carton...
BRAVE: All things juicy!
ZION: Like bugs?
BRAVE: (who missed his nap yesterday, unfortunately) NOOOOO, NOT BUUUUUUGS, ZION!!! begins wailing
JUBILEE: I want a rubber ducky.
ZION: A rubber ducky half the size of this table?!
ME: I would want a carton full of utterly superb novels to read.
DANIEL: (nodding his head in mock agreement) Superrrrrrb novels.
BRIGHT: What would you want in your carton, Daddy?
DANIEL: Guys, I have to say, I'd choose diamonds or gold or something like that.
BRIGHT: (shaking his head with pity) Putting all your hope in material things...
|Brave riding with the lumber for the deck. No logging industry here. Wood imported from Russia.|