I picked Mace up from pre-school and one of the teachers let me know that he and his friend Ryan were really wanting a playdate – in fact, they’d expected to be going to one or the others’ houses today.
So in the car, I told Mace I’d talk to Ryan’s mom tomorrow. Then, because I was trying to remember who Ryan was, I asked Mace.
Me: “Which one is Ryan?” (not really sure if he’d be able to give me any helpful info)
Mace: “Ryan has a food name!”
Me: “Really? Ryan is a food name?”
Mace: “Yeah – the Ryan on a watermelon!”
Gotta love Mace and his mind.