I was enjoying painting some pottery with an artist friend. It is usually a peaceful experience. However, on this day, a couple came in with their six year old. They met some friends and the child was left to wreck havoc. He threw paints and small objects on the floor and ran around at top speed yelling. The parental units were oblivious and were very much enjoying their freedom from Baby Monster Boy. After an hour, they stood to leave … still ignoring El Destructo, they head for the door. My friend leaned into the aisle long enough to whisper to the Whirlwind these immortal words: “Mommy & Daddy said they were getting you a puppy.” The kid was ecstatic and I was convulsed upon the floor. Pls. file this under … Mom & Dad, have a nice rest of the day!!!