We were out at 94 Stewart (fabulous, btw) for dinner the other night with the kids, Michelle's parents and Mike. I was chatting with the adults while Andrew (9) and Michael (6) played their Gameboys.

Casually, Michael asks me, "How do you spell die?" A little nervously, I reply. A few minutes later he asks "How do you spell surrender?" Eek.

Michael was writing out some kind of ransom note on his Gameboy. He's going to be the death of me.