Owen declared last week that he wanted a pickle. We reminded him that we have pickles at home. To which he replied, "No, I want a long pickle." A few days ago I happened upon a giant display at the grocery store for the long dill pickles. Fast forward to this evening. I have just placed one of said pickles on Owen's plate. He looks up at me with a look of wonder. "It's a long pickle!" Yup. "It looks just like the ones at Jason's Deli!" Yup. Owen takes a huge bite. "It tastes the same!!" I wish I could be so excited about the little things.
On a related note, Owen pooped in the potty yesterday. As I was helping him with the wiping/hand washing, he looked into the potty and stated, "It looks like a pickle." This statement was repeated to Will when he got home later and Owen clarified, "A brown pickle."