A few weekends ago when we were in WV for our extended birthday celebrations, Will and I were waiting in the car for Jamison and Will was (per usual) getting more and more impatient by the second.
I tried to distract him, get him to look around, play a little game of "I spy" (I just typed "I spay" which would be a totally different game to play), anything to distract him. Finally, I just gave up and told Will that Jamison would be back in a minute, a little impatiently.
To this, Will said emphatically, "But I don't like minutes. I like nows!"
This probably explains him better in eight words than I could in eight paragraphs.
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