READ!

Hey dad! Guess what....you get to read me a book!

I like to chew on this piece of plastic when we read....well, actually it used to be candy, so I still call it candy, but its just plastic...anyway, I chew on it when the reading makes me nervous.

Oh, this is scary! Chew! Chew! Chew!

Hey dad, I'm sorry, how inconsiderate! You must be nervous as well...want to chew?

So...dad took away my chew toy, apparently I stabbed him in the face of something...so I've found something else to make due. Oh, and don't worry, when the book picks up, I'll offer dad a chance to chew as well!