At random, driving thru the neighborhood, Alex would tell me "Mommy, I want a flamingo". I hadn't seen a lawn flamingo to prompt this, but his eyes are much more keen than mine. I dismissed it with positive comments, like "oh, they are neat aren't they"... and we would both drop the conversation there.
As a reward for getting ready on his own one morning, I offered Alex a lollipop. He immediately jumped up and down and exclaimed "I want a flamingo one"...
Mango.
He wanted a mango lollipop the whole time.
He's so patient with me sometimes.
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