Batman Glass & State Basketball

REPORTER’S NOTEBOOK

I was taught a harsh lesson by a six-year-old this weekend.

Charlie was helping clean up after lunch on Sunday. I made a feast fit for a royal family (OK, really it was nuggets, fish sticks and french fries. But my kids loved it).

Lunch was over and I asked Charlie to take the ketchup to the fridge and put my Batman glass on the counter. He decided to make one trip out of it and w…