We sent Corwin to the shower right after he got home from soccer, after which he tried to become one with the TV. Unfortunately, Charles was watching Maisy which isn’t quite acceptable fare for Corwin. He plaintively asked to change the channel but I told him that we were going to have some salmon lox to celebrate the end of the season. I phrased it as “we’re going to watch Mom eat some salmon”. Corwin responded with a complaint that that wasn’t the channel he wanted to watch.
Corwin ended up having only a little bit of the lox. Normally he’s a fanatic for it but maybe his tastes are changing. Charles refused to eat it on a cracker but he scarfed it down solo.