Making Lemonade

This actually occurred some months ago, perhaps as long ago as late last summer or early fall.

Acorn is playing with some of his pretend food, feeding me bites of “peas” and “chicken,” which I am dutifully “eating” with appropriate yummy-food noises. Suddenly he holds up a plastic cup. “You want some tea?” he asks.

My favourite drink! How sweet. “Yes, please,” I say.

He reveals a plastic letter T in his other hand. “Ssss,” he hisses for effect as the tea pours from the T. “Here you go!”

His eyes are shining in that way only they do when he knows he’s about to make me laugh.

I was inspired to finally post this thanks to Mayberry Mom, whose own boy is discovering this power of language.