Don, how old is #2 son? I must just be a mean old guy 'cause I think I'd
have told him he could take it after he unloaded the gravel and washed the
dust off. Then *I'd* have gone in the house and had a glass of iced tea.

That's because you have the benefit of a spine. Looks like #2 son sees Don
as a milquetoast and takes him about as seriously as the rest of us. No
surprise there.