Parents, look out

I just got off the phone with Sam and Ben, who are in Vancouver with G. (I'm still in Massachusetts for the next couple of weeks)

Call me crazy, but I fear that the grandparents are starting to have an influence:

"So how are you, Sam?" I asked.

"Beny pooped in the potty for the first time, and for a prize we got a DAMN SPEEDBOAT."

"You got what as a prize?"

"A DAMN SPEEDBOAT. It has a battery, and now it doesn't work. But Grandpa Ted says he'll make us a wood speedboat that we can pull that's better than the DAMN SPEEDBOAT."

"Hmmm, I see. Well, what else have you been doing?"

"We're at Abuelita Marta's place. And do you know what she has? A cuckoo clock! Isn't that amazing!"

"Wow, that is amazing, Sam! And what does it do?"

"Nothing, it doesn't work, it's broken. But even though its key is broken, it moved. Do you know what that is?"

"What?"

"A miracle!"