Today was a momentous occasion for M and I, and Z. He had a playdate with his friend, Z, and he went home with Z’s mom in her car. Then he stayed there for nearly 3 hours, playing, wrestling and just having fun. He also ate dinner with Z’s family.
When he came home I asked him about his playdate.
Me: So, what did you eat for dinner?
Z: fish sticks.
Me: how many fish sticks did you have?
Z: (he holds up five fingers as he eats his bedtime snack of apple)
Me: what did you have with fish sticks? Fries?
Me: did you have pasta?
Me: did you have rice?
Z: no. But you’re really close.
Me: I’m close? Hmmm…
Z: it’s kind of round.
Z: yeah! Couscous with fruits and veggies!
I love my boy.