The lovies are playing board games, dressing up from the costume bin, and challenging me to various card games. They’ve earned some free-choice time at the end of the day on a Friday.
J. observes B. is not paying attention during our game of Uno and is causing our game to go more slowly than he would prefer. Granted, J. would prefer all things go quickly, change often, and stay intensely interesting at all times. B. is content to sit and watch other things happen around him and is doing this as we play–watching everyone else do everything else.
J: Boss, B. isn’t having fun right.
B: I’m not having fun right? How can it not be right?
J: Because you have to have fun so I can have fun.
B: (thinks… shrugs…) Okay.
Me: You guys rock.
J. and B.: We know. (impish smiles)