What a tangled web we weave…

“Daddy, what’s that?” Kyle asked from the back seat of the minivan.

“What’s what?” I asked.

“That what I’m pointing at!”

“I can’t see what you’re pointing at when I’m driving,” I said.

“What about your eyes in the back of your head?” he asked.

Uh-oh. Mommies and daddies have eyes in the back of their heads, I told him a few weeks ago.

“Those eyes can only see you when you’re being bad,” I said, adding one more sticky strand to the web.

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