Our Boy, Noah Webster...

Here is a verbatim conversation that happened last week.

Me: (from the other room) "Henry, where are you?"

Henry: (yelling) "I'm here!"

Me: (finding him sitting in the living room thumbing through an enormous dictionary) "What are you doing?"

Henry: (looks up) "I'm reading."

And he sat there quietly thumbing through the dictionary for another 20 minutes.

He's an odd bird, that one.