He was up early this morning and almost immediately dived into the Legos to work on a fairly large-scale creation.
I called him again and said, "Your oatmeal's on the table! Why didn't you come eat it when I called you?"
"You didn't call me," he answered.
"Yes, I did," I told him.
"But I didn't hear you! So you didn't call me...."
So there it is: the philosophical question of the day. If Mom calls, and the boy doesn't hear her, did Mom actually call the boy?
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