I threw down a big fifty cents on an old-school metal Spiderman lunchbox for Jay at a
garage sale last weekend.
It is now his most important possession.
And, now, most things are food.
Laura has been going through boxes of her childhood toys. Among them is a canoe
with two Indian chiefs, in full head dress and regalia, paddling along. The canoe is
dark green and mottled. I explained what is was to Jay, and said "Can you say
"It's a pickle", he said, and slammed it into his lunchbox next to an apple.
End of discussion.