And when I say "dry," I mean "not wet."

Tonight, Mommy-Beth, as I sometimes call her, called from her school, where she's issuing a make-up exam, and we coordinated what food the young'uns could eat. She mentioned that we have mangoes, and that Daniel loves them, so I asked Daniel:

Me: Daniel, do you like mangoes?

Daniel: What kind - the kinds that are not wet?

Amy explained that he hates dried fruit.

(December 16, 2010)