Here’s an excerpt from my favorite blog post of the day:
At this point I decided that action was called for…and I borrowed a clean fork from Claire and placed it against the side of my head…where it stuck. I had it at a bad angle and it fell off, but I had his attention. I tried it again, a little more balanced this time…and it stayed. His eyes grew to the size of saucers, and he said, “you must have a magnet in there!”
I affirmed that yes, I did…I didn’t want him trying it at home, after all…