I made noodles for dinner tonight. They are the curly ones. If you've seen James and the Giant Peach they look like the crocodile tongues. I asked my son if he wanted more noodles. He said, "Yes, I want some more. They are starting to come back to life, and now I can eat some."
I asked him what he meant by that, and he smiled then laughed. Sometimes I really don't know if he is being serious or pulling my leg.