"Daddy," my eight-year-old son said. "I need a Wii."
That piqued my interest, so I walked over to the office to hear how this conversation would play out.
My husband listened patiently as Bubba laid out all the reasons he needed a Wii. Then he grinned. "Bubba, do you know what a salesman is?"
Bubba looked at him and scrunched up his eyebrows. "A man who sells things?"
"No, Bubba. A salesman is somebody who tries to make people buy what they don't need."
Bubba didn't get that, so my husband explained. "Do you need a Wii?"
"No, you don't. You want a Wii, and you're trying to sell me on buying you one. You're a natural born salesman!"
Bubba grinned. "That's what I'm going to be when I grow up. I'm going to be a salesman for Papa John's pizza. And I'm going to make everybody in the world buy Papa John's pizza."
(I'm sure the owner of Papa John's pizza is just thrilled with that news. Now you all should go out and buy some Papa John's pizza, because Bubba says so.)