Today, a little girl called our home asking to speak to Porthos. Pilgrim Dad answered the call – it was the daughter of a friend, whom the boys play with occasionally. Pilgrim Dad dutifully summoned Porthos, passed the phone over, then both he and I hid behind the door eavesdropping (well what did you expect?!)
Porthos: Hello…. Do you want to come to our house? I have a lot of cars…. I have a lot of sports cars…. Come to our house. You can do whatever you want.
Now what woman can resist such an offer!