Sunday morning. The topic was the relative worth, for a child, of a blank pad of drawing paper versus a "fun pad" pre-printed with various amusements.
Franklin: I just didn't like "fun pads." I used to flip them over and draw on the backs of the pages instead of working the stupid puzzles.
C: Hey, "fun pads" were cool! They taught you stuff! They were educational!
Franklin: Oh, yeah–like that connect-the-dots picture of the Sistine Chapel Ceiling.
C: You did it wrong! It was a clown!
Then I hit him with a pillow.