Fresh from his victory in the snackaroonie debacle, my now 4 year old son challenged me to a game of I-Spy. After a few easy ones to warm up, evenly matched so far, he spies an ‘S’. I exhaust every ‘S’ in the room, twice declining his offer for me to give up. Eventually I do. He grins widely, raises his hand and wiggles his finger: “snake”. Doh! When will I learn?!
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