Eddie just said this to Mommy Cheryl, who is possibly the greatest reader of books ever. And I've heard lots of them, as that's how I engage in most of my book consumption (see Micro, Zen and downloads, Netlibrary).
She's in there reading them a Kipper story. Or, I should say, a "Kippah" story. Imagine that name (of a little British dog) and all of his dialogue said in luvly UK-speak. And that's not all. Cheryl manages an engaging combination of voices and emotions and all that stuff that makes a reading good. Really, she compares favorably with Campbell Scott, who just did "Cell" for me. Well, not just for me. Another advantage to Cheryl: I don't have to share her with anyone but a couple of adorable boys.
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OK, the context for the remark by Eddie must be stated. It's a page of the book that basically just shows a series of illustrations to demonstrate how Kipper set up a Rube Goldberg-type contraption to send his hamster flying into his arms. Since they don't know from Rube Goldberg, I felt it better to describe what was happening.
Apparently, it was riveting. I believe this says more about Eddie than it does about my reading skills. However, I'm glad to know you appreciate my ridiculous British accents.
Toodles,
Cheryl
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