in the process of getting information from the structural engineer. We had him come out to take a look at our house the other day so that we could get some information for future projects. The girls both went to the basement with Michael to show the engineer around. When they came back upstairs, Hannah began the questions.
Hannah: How many children do you have?
Engineer: I have 3 boys. They're 11, 7, and 4.
Hannah: I'm 5.
Engineer: I was going to guess either 5 or 6.
Hannah: My cousin is 6.
At this point, Michael had finished negotiating with Naomi about which toy she could bring up from the basement, so we sat with the engineer and discussed what he'd found, and a bit about the plans we had for renovating.
Hannah: And Naomi and I want a balcony on our room.
When the engineer was finished and beginning his goodbyes, Naomi began her portion of the interview.
Naomi: I want him to read me a story.
Michael: Umm...I don't think he's --
Engineer: Oh, sure, I'd be happy to.
Naomi: I want Pickles the Fire Cat.
Michael [finding Pickles]: Uh, this is a long one, sweetie, maybe we could choose another one.
Naomi: I want Pickles.
Monica: Okay, he can read some and then we'll put in a book mark.
Naomi (in her bunny costume, of course, because she's wearing it on a daily basis now) happily trooped over with the book, got onto the engineer's lap, and enjoyed a good reading of The Fire Cat. The engineer willingly read the whole thing, despite offers of book marks at various points.
Afterwards, I commented that perhaps he could update his list of services offered to include reading books to the children. He admitted that he'd never done so on a job before, though judging from his reading style, he probably reads to his own kids on a regular basis.
Naomi, by the way, regularly rebuffs people we've known for years, whom she sees on a regular basis.
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