This morning, as he left the house, I looked at him meaningfully. Boo was clinging to his leg, so I couldn't say it directly, but I needed to make myself understood.
"Tonight you have to... you know..." I said, and I mimed the action for riding a horse.
The Architect looked delighted. "Have sex?" he asked.
"NO!" I said. "You have to make the thing! You know! The thing that goes giddyup?" and again I mimed riding a horse.
He grinned. "Sex! You want to have sex tonight! Okay!"
I sighed. "NO!!! You have to put together the thing!" and I mimed riding a horse, together with slapping my own butt and yelling "Neigh!"
|In his dreams|
Looks like I'll be putting the damn horse together myself.