January 19

Will loves fruit snacks right now. Each day when he gets home, he picks a package to eat while watching Curious George. He narrates his findings to me as he eats through the bag. It goes something like this:

W: Mom, I got Tiana!
M: Oh, good. (My standard response while I'm cooking dinner and not *completely* paying attention.)
W: Mom, I got a flower.
M: {forgot to respond}
W: Mom, you didn't say, "Oh good!"
M: Oh, good!
W: Mom, I got the flower!
W: Oh, good!

And so it goes. It started out innocently enough, with me pretending to be interested in the fruit snacks. Now, however, I *must* respond to each little fruit snack discovery as it is pulled from the bag. "Oh, good!" is the standard response required for most of the fruit snacks, with the exception of the slipper. For some reason, Will has made it clear that I am not to respond when he tells me he gets this one. Instead, I am to just stay silent. It's a funny little game we play. Strange, really. But ours, and that's what matters.