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March 30, 2005
The Two Types of Cake
Recently, my wife made me a cake as a kind of surprise.
She didn't tell me what kind it was. She also forbade the boy to tell me what kind it was.
Well, he comes up to me and says, "I really, really want to tell you what kind of cake mommy made you."
"No, boy. I don't want to know."
"Please, daddy. Let me tell you."
"Boy, no."
"How about if I tell you what kind of cake it isn't?"
"Hmm. Okay."
"Its not chocolate."
"Okay."
"And its not crappy."
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As a parent, I wonder what insight my children have into my head. Was Ender precognating the possibility that I might think that since it wasn't chocolate, it might be crappy? Or was he taking that assumption upon himself.. Not chocolate but not crappy.
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And for those of you still reading on, despite my attempts to bore you with my children's tales, the cake had chocolate frosting and was, well, it wasn't chocolate and it wasn't crappy.
Posted by oriondark at March 30, 2005 4:47 PM
Comments
Mmmmmmmm....... crap cakes.
Posted by: OBSCENE GENE at March 31, 2005 1:29 AM
Wow Frederick,
All your stories are hilarious, but that one especially made me laugh out loud. Too bad you can't send that one into New Horizons. Maybe they'll say something funny about the catechism someday.
Meanwhile, I am chuckling...
Posted by: Emily Mont at September 27, 2005 7:12 PM