Fenn loves for his dad or I to tell him a story.  We have gotten quite creative. Yesterday, I was telling him a true story about the time Jezzy jumped out of the boat on the Missouri River, got caught up in the undercurrent, and Gib jumped in to save her.  I came to a stand still in my story, trying to think about what I was going to tell him next when he piped in . . . 

"Then suddenly, it got very dark!"  It was hilarious.  I wanted to say no, then your dad started swearing at me about my inability to properly row the boat (come to find out the anchor got inadvertently dropped during all the hubbub).