We are playing the 'do you like' game. It involves T asking me endlessly whether I approve of everything from pink to elephants via toilets and aeroplanes. I like this game, a lot, mainly because I can play whilst doing something, anything, else and it only requires a modicum of my attention. In fact he doesn't like it when I say too much. He's in charge. So far we have ascertained whether I like tomato ketchup (no), flags (yes) and beasties (yes).
Mummy, do you like red grapes?
No darling, I like green grapes
Mummy, do you like red grapes when they're cut up?
No I don't darling
Mummy, do you like red grapes when they're stuck together?
You mean whole darling?
No Mummy, grapes don't have holes!