What's YOUR game?

Jonathan comes up with some random stuff these days. The other night, apropos of nothing, he pointed at me and asked "Mommy, what's your game?" I told him I didn't know. He was happy to supply the answer: "Bawhump (the elephant ride game), making pizza, and going to work. What's Daddy's game? Toll please! What's Alex's game? Bah-bah-bah!" Alex is saying that a lot these days. I asked him "Jonathan, what's YOUR game?" He thought for a moment, then said loudly "Eat FOOD!"

It certainly is. After recovering from his Christmas cold, Jonathan has been eating like a horse. He's taking time to savor it, so meals are pretty slow. The week off from preschool, he would have a leisurely and enormous breakfast, then ask for a second one a few hours later. I sent him to school this week with a granola bar in his backpack and a suggestion that they feed it to him if he starts getting too cranky. And with all this extra intake, I swear he's grown an inch. He came down today in his comfy maroon sweatpants, which generally have safety pins in to keep the cuffs rolled up. Today they were cuffless, and with his sneakers on, they didn't even brush the tops of his shoes.