36,500 Words.

Sammy is distracted; he always is, he is only six.
He keeps opening up plastic packages, taking out plastic parts,
throwing them back down to play with the pirate guys
(who are kind of awesome) that came in the package.
So it's me putting the castle together, that's my job,
while also trying to watch the Badgers play Illinois and
watching Lori and Bolo get booted off "The Amazing Race."
We're missing the catapult parts, the flags are stickered wrong,
stuff falling off the bed, "where's the green thing?"...

but Sammy and I are happy in our own boy way.