“When I grow up, I want to be an archaeologist”, my six year old declared.
“And why might that be?”, I asked, expecting him to tell me (as his brother did two years back) that he wants to explore the pyramids and discover mummies.
But with him, things are not exactly as you would expect them to be. “Because I want to play in the mud”, he declared.
“But you can play in the mud even now, if you wish.”
“Can I? Oh, thank you. You told me last week that I couldn’t.”
I know when I have been outmaneuvered!
A drabble is a story told in exactly 100 words.