Max, standing up at breakfast.
Me: Hey, sit down there, fella. Finish your breakfast.
Max: I can’t
Me: Why not? Sit down and eat
Max: Dad! I just feel crazy. And standing helps
Me: crazy? Crazy how?
Max: you know, don’t you ever get that feeling like your neck has no bones in it?
Me: What? No
Max: come on dad, you know you do