he-who-should-not-be-named = the letter L

Harvey is sitting at the table. "I want a piece of mun." he declares.

"Mun?" I say.

"No mun."

"Mun?"

"No, MUN."

"Mun?"

"Mun."

We are getting nowhere. I have to change tactics.

"Is it something you eat?"

"Yes"

"Is it in the frigerator?"

"Yes."

I open the fridge hoping for miraculous insight. And there it is, in a tupperware on the top shelf.

"Oh! You want some mellon!"

"Yeah!" he says breaking into a thousand-watt smile.

It's been too long since we had mellon in the house, I guess. Thanks food stamps! Now can you get my child to say the letter L???

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