Life, for Connor, is often black and white - particularly when it comes to food. A few nights ago, I was cooking red clam sauce - a meal he had requested, and he came inside from playing. He looked at me and inquired what the smell was. I told him what it was, and he shouted "yay". Then he said "that smell is so unfamiliar that I wasn't sure if I should think 'yay' or if I should think 'ugh, I wish I had never been born'."