We have entered the Realm of No, a treacherous world where meaning is ambiguous and reality is questionable.
"Are you hungry?" I ask, holding out a cracker.
"No!" he responds, reaching for the cracker.
"Are you thirsty?" I ask, offering some milk.
"No!" he insists, grabbing the cup.
"No!" he tells his toys. "No-o-o!" he yells at his siblings.
"Ready for dinner?" I ask, reaching for his arms.
"No!" he yells,climbing into his chair.
So we meet again.
Phoenix, perched in his "get mommy off the computer" spot