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witticasterI realized that I'm just going to have to suck it up and figure out what cables we need for the DVD player this evening, nnnngh. DX
"We're going to have to pick out a birthday present for Philippa soon," Kay said, watching Julius pace back and forth through the living room. Sometimes it helped them figure out how to solve a problem in a story if they made smalltalk for a few minutes instead, and given that Julius was going to wear a line in the rug if he didn't quit pacing, she was willing to give it a try. "What d'you think we should get her?"
"Oh, I've already thought of that," he answered, waving a hand as though to push the thought away. "We'll buy her a chemistry set."
A laugh escaped Kay, and setting her chin upon one hand, she gave him a disbelieving look. "You can't be serious, Jules."
"Course I am." He frowned down at her where she sat in one of their desk chairs, her eyebrows raised. It was enough to get him to stop pacing, at least. "We ought to encourage her to have a scientific mind."
"And what," she asked, one lip curling up, "do you expect a three year old to do with a chemistry set?"
"You and I would supervise, obviously." Julius rolled his eyes. His voice turned warm with what Kay suspected was fond remembrance as he continued, "We could start out with vinegar and baking soda, I suppose, work our way up to making firecrackers..."
Kay stood and walked over to Julius, looping her arms around his neck. "This sounds like a birthday present for Daddy, not Philippa."
"You know," he said, after a moment or two, "you may be right."
"We're going to have to pick out a birthday present for Philippa soon," Kay said, watching Julius pace back and forth through the living room. Sometimes it helped them figure out how to solve a problem in a story if they made smalltalk for a few minutes instead, and given that Julius was going to wear a line in the rug if he didn't quit pacing, she was willing to give it a try. "What d'you think we should get her?"
"Oh, I've already thought of that," he answered, waving a hand as though to push the thought away. "We'll buy her a chemistry set."
A laugh escaped Kay, and setting her chin upon one hand, she gave him a disbelieving look. "You can't be serious, Jules."
"Course I am." He frowned down at her where she sat in one of their desk chairs, her eyebrows raised. It was enough to get him to stop pacing, at least. "We ought to encourage her to have a scientific mind."
"And what," she asked, one lip curling up, "do you expect a three year old to do with a chemistry set?"
"You and I would supervise, obviously." Julius rolled his eyes. His voice turned warm with what Kay suspected was fond remembrance as he continued, "We could start out with vinegar and baking soda, I suppose, work our way up to making firecrackers..."
Kay stood and walked over to Julius, looping her arms around his neck. "This sounds like a birthday present for Daddy, not Philippa."
"You know," he said, after a moment or two, "you may be right."
