Little E was showing me a comic book he wrote and drew today – man, where does he get that? Anyway, he was narrating the whole thing to me, and it got more bizarre, because there was a magical omelet that was sending evil creatures back to the nether world, and man, if the heroine of his story (that’s an interesting choice) lost that omelet, she was in deep trouble, and…
“Buddy?”
“Yeah, dad?”
“How are you spelling omelet? Does it start with an O? As in the breakfast made with eggs?”
“No, dad.”
“Is it an amulet?” (and I spelled it out)
“Yes!” He seemed amazed that I had guessed it.
“Whew,” I said, relieved. “Now the whole story makes sense!”
Although I will admit, an omelet that can ward off evil sounds pretty good right about now.
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