Write about: the injection.
Had a pretty mellow day off. Kat took Max to the beach to meet up with his cousin and auntie this morning and I stayed behind to... well, it turned out I caught up on a lot of comments on the blog and then had a nap. I'm not sure that was the intention, but whatever.
This afternoon Max had an hour and a half long nap, so we got a bit of cleaning done around the house and then rested some more. After dinner he decided he wanted to bring a couple of his books to Rebecca's trailer so she could read to him, and they also had a dance party in there (somehow), so that gave Kat and I some unexpected time together without him.
Back to the garden tomorrow. The new strawberry patch awaits.
"This had better be worth all the trouble."
"Oh, I can assure you: it most certainly will be."
"And this stuff is guaranteed to make me stronger?"
"My dear boy..."
"... nobody said any such thing."
"What? You promised me this would win me the competition!"
"I most certainly did not."
"Yeah, you did. Why else would I let you shove a needle in my a-?"
"That was the only way to get you to agree to the injection. I mean, you wouldn't have volunteered if I'd told you what was actually in the needle."
"What... what's in the needle?"
"Now? Nothing! See? All empty."
"That's not... that's not what I meant... you son of a... I don't feel so good."
"Oh, I wouldn't worry about that - it will pass soon enough."
"That's... that's good..."
"Then again, so will you."
"So will I... what?"
"Pass, my boy. As in, pass away. Do I really need to explain every last little detail to you?"