Mr. Book don’t play

Little Miss Thing, age 4: “May I have gum?”

My Wonderful Wife: “No.”

LMT: “I wasn’t asking you. I was asking… this book.”

Me: “Really? A Book?”

LMT: “Yes. Mr. Book says I can have gum.”

Me: “Mr. Book is not in charge.”

LMT: “You need to talk to Mr. Book.”

Just Read

Little Miss Thing, age 4: “Daddy, read this book to me.”

Me: “Oh, my. Well, you see… that is your mother’s copy of Where the Wild Things Are from when she was your age. Look here! There’s an inscription from grandma and…”

LMT: “Just read the book.”