Spiderman

I ask my husband to do something for me like hang a picture or install new windshield wipers.  Three weeks later I remind him again.  Three weeks after that it gets done.  

Abby tried to make her battery-operated Spiderman sing and dance, but its batteries were dead.  It's the kind of toy that requires a screwdriver to open the battery compartment and I hadn't had a chance to replace them.  I casually mentioned Abby's disappointment at the stoic Spidey and he said "Give it to me." Six minutes later and the toy was good to go.  Humph.