Court of appeals

Samson is starting to figure out how to work the system. Right now, he's more like Bambi learning to walk than a grifter working the long con, but still...

The other day he wanted something and Vicki had told him no. I was sitting in the living room and heard him go back and ask her again, following up with: "Daddy said I could." Smart kid.

Of course, Daddy had said no such thing, and I stepped right in on his scam. However, part of me was proud of his initiative. He still needs to work on his timing, of course, and there's the whole issue of keeping parent A out of earshot of parent B. But he's definitely doing some quiet calculating while he plays with his trucks and his trains.

Our little guy is growing up.