My son came home from school yesterday all proud of himself. "I was good today, Mama. Look! I even got a roach!" He held up a plastic orange and yellow beetle.
"Great, Bubba! What did you do that was so good?"
"I paid real close attention to my teacher."
I nodded. "You should do that every day."
He shook his head. "I don't think I can, Mama. I had to move my head everywhere she went to keep an eye on her. And now I have a neck cramp!"