The good life
Sunday, November 23rd, 2008Recently one late evening we took the children to McDonald’s, and after Mago ate his dinner he was rewarded with an ice cream cone (the bargain bait - our children are very picky eaters). He burrowed his tongue deep into the half-eaten cone and stayed there, savoring it with a dazed expression.
Me: “Have you had a good day?”
Long pause, no answer. I teased him:
Me: “Disengage sugar. Answer question.”
Another long pause, then:
Mago: “This… sugar… is… tasty.”