Putting Two and Two Together

From the bathtub, Gamble was trying to be subtle. We were in the living room when we heard:

"Mommie?"

"Yes, Gamble," Mommie hollered down the hallway.

"Um. Mommie? Do you remember that I like ice cream?"

"Yes, Gamble. I know you like ice cream."

We waited a couple moments, and then again from the bathtub.

"Mommie?"

"Yes, Gamble."

"Um. Mommie? Did you know that I wasn't feeling well?"

What a roundabout way to ask for ice cream, but it was an interesting example of how he tried to get us to put the two concepts together, instead of just asking for it.

Incidentally, he did not get ice cream. Instead, he had some Cheetos. He loves them. And the funny thing about Cheetos, is that they're about the same size as his finger.

Eat enough Cheetos, and your fingers are the same color as Cheetos.

And poor Gamble cried big tears last night at the table. He cried loud and long. All this after he bit down, apparently hard, on his little Cheeto-fingers. After five minutes of TLC, you could still see the teeth marks. It was a wonder he'd not broken the skin, the way he was carrying on.

Perhaps he'd like some goldfish crackers instead.