Tonight at bedtime I read stories to Jeffrey while Brian read stories to William. (Eleanor was already down in bed with the flu.) For some reason, William was not keen on the idea of stories from Brian tonight, and kicked up a great big noisy fuss.
Jeffrey, on hearing the various screams coming from William’s room, simply shook his head.
“You know what? Daddy should have been a dentist instead of a doctor.”
Oh? Why was that?
“If he was a dentist, then he would be able to help Wimmy with his screaming.”
Pressed for details, Jeffrey furrowed his brow in concentration, and tried to explain. “Daddy should be a dentist because the screams are coming from William’s mouth.”
Well. That’s simply logic, that is. If only I had known before now that a toddler’s screams could be mollified by a dentist!
“Yeah, Daddy should have gone down the dentist trail instead of the doctor trail,” he concluded with the kind of sage nod of the head that is wonderfully hilarious on a person wearing Spider Man pajamas.
Casa Camisas 
That’s it, I’m making Patrick go to dental school then HE can get up with June at night. What a smart boy you have!
Ah, another laugh out loud Jeffrey post. I love ’em.
I LOVE JEFFREY!!! Oh, you better keep these stories coming, Ryan and I roll with laughter! December can’t come soon enough! We need to plan a girls night with the Newey Girls.