Yesterday, a status happened through my news feed that cracked me up.  “Goodbye, shrub.  Hello, teenager with very fragile, tenuous cell phone privileges,” it said.  I could only guess what had happened. 

“No,” he said calmly.  “I’m not tired.  I’m just finking.” Curious, now, about what four-year-olds “fink” about, I put it to him direct:  “What are you ‘finking’ about?” Without hesitation,