January 24th, 2002

A Pocket Full of Murder

Notes from the Dead Giveaway dept.

Last night I watched Nicholas and Hubby playing with the new remote-controlled car. (Nicholas loved it, although he was simultaneously scared of it -- rather like our vacuum cleaner.) Having just finished glancing over the operating instructions, I said, "We'd just better make sure we keep an eye on Nicholas when he's playing with it. It's not supposed to be a good toy for children under three."

"Three?" said Hubby absently, backing the Porsche out of a corner and sending it whirring across the floor. "I thought it was six."

Uh-huh. A toy for Nicholas, indeed.