It turns out that it’s bad karma to talk smack to your mother.Â In the morning, when we were all going out to “shovel” the quarter-inch of snow so we could play basketball, The Little Man was slightly irritated about something A was doing, and unleashed this (scornful verbal underlining included):
Will someone give this woman some reasons?
Poor kid doomed himself to an afternoon bout with the stomach flu, with regular vomiting.Â (Spookily regular: on the 27 minute mark for several hours in a row.)Â So, kids, don’t call your mom “this woman.”Â It’s just not worth it.
Before all the sickness, he built an elaborate version of the Trojan War, focusing on the Horse.Â Here is is under construction, and here it is in final form.
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