Out of the blue, Tate says to me, "Dad, what do you like better, Legoland or my soccer games?"
I wasn't surprised by the randomness of the question--Tate never stops talking, ever, and he always asks about whatever's on his mind at that second--but I couldn't help feeling like he was trying to trick me.
"Your soccer games, of course."
"Huh," he replied. "I thought you'd say both."
Then he continued, "I like both."
I like them both, too.
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