This morning as I rushed about, packing clothes for a much-needed weekend sojourn to my parents' lakeside house Graham chattered about what we would do there.
"And Grandpa is going to build me a tire swing so I can swing into the lake!"
Notwithstanding the temperature of the lake, I considered whether the lone tree at the water's edge would facilitate such an arrangement.
"Well, I'm not so sure Grandpa can do that..."
Graham was undeterred.
"Yes, he can. It's easy Mom...you just need a tire and some rope."
Honestly? I couldn't see it happening.
"Graham, sweetie, I'm just not sure Grandpa can do that."
There was a long pause.
"Oh. Okay Mommy."
There was another long pause and then a sudden, exuberant outburst.
"But Mommy it's okay that Grandpa is not smart enough to build a tire swing! We can get Grandma to do it!"
Would you trust this man to build a tire swing? 
