I imagine that we probably all do this with God, but until I think of a specific example, I’m just going to file this under humor.
Sitting in a coffeehouse working. There were a couple women who met here, one of whom had a 2-year-old son. When it was time to leave, the ladies did what many adult friends do: they stood up, put on their coats, packed things up — and then stood there and talked some more. The little boy started wandering around the shop.
There are some cabinets to my left whose handles are right about eye-level for the kid. He discovered that opening one of the doors a few inches, and then letting it swing closed made a satisying “clunk” noise. So he started doing this over and over. His mother noticed what was going on, called his name, and said “No, no.” To his credit, the boy immediately obeyed and even closed the door quietly.
Then he walked over to the next cabinet and started clunking its door, instead. ![]()
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Today’s global warming symposium has been cancelled as the speakers are still shoveling their way out of their driveways.

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