A House
"A house."
"What kind of house?"
"A regular house."
I had no idea why he picked that this morning, but I didn't question him. I just ran a search. "Most of these have way too much detail, but maybe you can pick one with not too much detail," I instructed. Of course, the first one he chose had way too much detail. This was his second choice.
"You're doing pretty good Daddy," he told me when I was about two thirds of the way through. That kind of encouragement always puts a smile on my face. This one took a lot longer than expected. As a result, we had to rush out of the house to make it to school in time.
"What kind of house?"
"A regular house."
I had no idea why he picked that this morning, but I didn't question him. I just ran a search. "Most of these have way too much detail, but maybe you can pick one with not too much detail," I instructed. Of course, the first one he chose had way too much detail. This was his second choice.
"You're doing pretty good Daddy," he told me when I was about two thirds of the way through. That kind of encouragement always puts a smile on my face. This one took a lot longer than expected. As a result, we had to rush out of the house to make it to school in time.
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