My explanatory nephew
“I’m explaining to Huck about trains.”
Well, of course. The cat doesn’t know much about trains.
Sounds like my nephew likes explaining things, my favorite part of journalism. It can also be a sign of chauvinism, apparently, but I’d like to think that the Little Guy and I aren’t that particular species of explainer.
I like my sister-in-law’s post title, too.
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