For the past week, lucky young Master Sam has been showered with birthday gifts from his many friends and admirers, several of whom gave him lovely books that we already cherish dearly. I won't list them all here, but I want to call attention to one in particular, which was sent to him by Wing Chun and Glark, who are always the souls of generosity.
Step 1: The gift arrives in the mail. Much excitement ensues. Sam guesses (incorrectly, we later learn) that it is a pony.
Step 2: Rusty performs his customary leap-into-the-photo gambit. This is not so much a step as a tradition. Not one to be upstaged by his father, Sam rallies with an impressively goofy mug for the camera.
Step 3: Sam taste tests the wrapping paper. Yes, it's the good stuff.
Step 4: A seasoned gift unwrapping veteran, Sam promptly and with Teutonic efficiency dispatches with the gift wrap.
Step 5: The book has an IMMEDIATE EFFECT. Do other parents know about the nigh-magical soporific properties of Dr. Seuss's Sleep Book? How do I buy shares in this?