I sent Owen upstairs to get something for me and he wasn’t coming back…wasn’t coming back…wasn’t coming back. I yelled up asking what he was doing. He finally comes down the stairs and says:
Owen: I was playing TiVo!
Me: [A little scared.] What does that mean?
Owen: I’m playing with the TiVo antennae.
Me: Ahhhh. [I introduced him to them a few days ago.]
