Me: Beaumont. You’re lying on top of your dad.
Beaumont: What? Me? Really?
Me: Yes. Really. You need to get off him.
Beau: I think you mean, “my dad is lying under me.” He needs to move.
Me: He was there first.
Beau: First in. First out. You know. FI-FO.
Me: Excuse me?
Beau: FI-FO. Like in inventory controls. First entry is the head of the queue so the first out. If he was here first, he needs to be the first out.
Me: Seriously? You’re using some inventory control method to rationalize why you don’t need to get off your dad?
Beau: You’re the one who said he was here first.
Me: Just get off him. Please?
Beau: I’ll think about it. (Pause) I thought about it. He’s not complaining. I think I’ll stay.
And so it goes. Life with Beaumont is always an adventure.
This is a repost (Sep 8, 2018) of one of the first Beaumont stories I – before his Sundays with Beaumont blog became a reality.
Over time, I’m hoping to get all the older posts that weren’t published here onto the site to have them collected all in one spot.
And yes. He’ll probably have a lot to say about ‘my laziness’ next week. 🙂