I plopped down beside squish b last night to read him his daily "Thomas" story and landed on a plastic dinosaur. I took a few selfish moments to recover and growl when b asked insistently why I wasn't starting? "Can't you see I'm in Pain", I asked hurt at his indifference. B just looked at me matter of fact ly and stated, "I can't see Pain, Mom". Well put, I started the book.