wrote...
My son thinks we're going to hang around the house all day tomorrow so he
can skateboard. I say we're going fishing. What tasteless, odorless
substance can I put in his breakfast so he will either be 100% agreeable, or
lie quietly in the bed of the pickup truck while I fish? It's supposed to
rain Sunday, so this is important. Stop laughing and come up with some
suggestions.

Tell him that you are dying (hey, we all are) and that you want to
spend time with him before you go. You won't really be lying since
with each passing day, we are but one step closer to the grave. ;-)
--
Warren
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