Yesterday when I picked Kobe up from preschool I came ready to try my new idea - to have Kobe ask Cayman a question about her day in attempt to cease her repetitive question "How was your snack?".
You know the scene by now but let's review it one more time.
Kobe gets in the van.
Cayman asks, "Kobe, how was your snack?"
"It was good, Cayman." It amazes me how sweetly Kobe answers her in the beginning despite the high predictability that this question will be heard again and again, as it always is.
And here it comes, "How was your snack, Buddy?"
I enter with my brilliant plan to point Kobe as leader to their conversation. "Kobe, ask Cayman what she did while you were at school."
"Cayman, what did -"
"HOW WAS YOUR SNACK, GUYS?" Cayman shouts. Guys?? We've got imaginary people appearing now.
The too frustrated Kobe shouts, "NOT RIGHT NOW CAYMAN BECAUSE I HAVE TO ASK YOU -!!"
"KOBE! HOW WAS YOUR SNACK??"
Kobe becomes completely still.
He doesn't say a word.
Not a sound.
Just a long pause and this look in my direction.
23 hours ago