a “yot” for one day

I was having dinner with a friend a few weeks ago.  He’s a delight to be with and a wonderful conversationalist.  I should also mention he is 3 ½ .  Between bites of bagel pizza and raisins, he asked me what I’d done at work that day and what I’d done at home before coming to his house.  I answered briefly and then asked about his day.  Periodically interjecting reminders for him to take another bite of his dinner, I listened as his animated little voice told me all about… Continue reading a “yot” for one day