Perspicacity x 2
G Grod and I watched The Princess Bride with 6yo Drake and 3yo Guppy. Once the man in black turned up and began to chase the kidnappers, George asked who he might be.
“I know.” said Guppy. “It’s the princess’ friend.” G and I exchanged a significant glance. Later, Guppy asked why there were two stories in the movie, (the grandfather and the princess.) And I was worried he wouldn’t like the movie.
At dinner, I reheated some frozen mac and cheese for the boys. Drake looked at it suspiciously. “Is this new, or leftover? I won’t eat leftover.”
“New,” I lied, knowing it was close enough, as I’d added extra butter.
“I’m not eating it,” Drake announced. “It’s not new.”
The down side to having a discriminating child.