I had the pleasure of getting a phone call from my six year old nephew this afternoon. He told me he had bought some toys with his birthday money and he wanted me to come over to have pizza. How could I decline that? Drinking with people I barely know on the banks of the river or some requested time from my nephew… I don’t think that that is even a choice. We watched Terminator 2: Judgement Day. Just me, my sister, and my nephew. It was a fun time. He asked what would happen if a robot full of bubbles hopped into a pool full of bubbles and then stated that it would be called a bubble bath. Oh, to be six again. The imagination is strong with that one. He then proceeded to “kill” the couch with a handful of straws because it wasn’t comfy to him anymore. Strange one, that boy. It was a good night.