Me: Beaumont. You’re lying on top of your dad.
Beaumont: What? Me? Really?
Me: Yes. Really. You need to get off him.
Beaumont: I think you mean, “my dad is lying under me.” He needs to move.
Me: He was there first.
Beaumont: First in. First out. You know. FI-FO.
Me: Excuse me?
Beaumont: 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?
Beaumont: You’re the one who said he was here first.
Me: Just get off him. Please?
Beaumont: 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 – or a wander into the absurd! Just kidding. Life with Beau is like nothing I ever imagined! Constant adventure!
I’m actually still up at Mt. Engadine Lodge and Beau is at home with C.C. I think they’re having too much fun!