Kids and their jargon.

This morning my son asked me to come outside and help him move a couple of tires that he was using to build his fort. Somehow that morphed into me carrying a couple TONS of cinder blocks. And wood. And tires. And a log.

At one point, when I was bent over resting before picking up a good sized cement paver stone, he says, “This is some good, quality time.”

I wonder where he heard that from? Although it’s probably everywhere, school, TV, everywhere.

A couple minutes later he asked me if I liked helping him like this. I said I don’t mind helping you, but these things are getting heavy!

We soldiered on and eventually achieved fortage.

defending the fortress with sword and shield

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