Favorites

We hop in the car after picking up playoff pizza, and Josh stops to take in that telltale cheesy smell.

"MMMmmmmmm. I love pizza," he croons as he climbs into his booster seat. "Pizza is my second favorite, and macaroni and cheese is my third favorite."

As I back the car out its parking space, I realize I have missed something. "What's your first favorite?"

"Mommy." Josh replies.

"Wow! You love me more than pizza AND macaroni and cheese?"

"Yeah!" Josh says, with a hint of "duh!" in his voice. "Mommy is my first favorite. Pizza is my second favorite. Macaroni and cheese is my third favorite. Pancakes are my fourth favorite...and...after that, it gets complicated."