During a lively match of I-SPY, my daughter got the best of me.

–  school bus
green grass
–  wood fence
stoplight
– corner store
sky
– blue crane thing
white house
– pink jacket girl
bendy sign
– motor-biker
pile of pumpkins
– old man
red helmet

….Tayen abruptly stopped the banter to remind me she already spied this particular biker and the red helmet was off limits.  I argued that the head protection was a new thing entirely.  Nowhere near convinced, she questioned if he could ride without the helmet.  I said the rider should of course wear it but could technically (though not legally in WA) ride without it making the red helmet a separate entity apart from the biker himself thus open to future spy call outs.  She countered that she already called “the whole thing.”   Upon further review of this point and the true spirit of I-SPY, I had to agree and issued a concession.   Remarkable/troubling.

“OK, let’s sing a song about this:

     We spy everything,
     We spy something, 
     We spy no thing, 
 
     We spy whatever we want,
     We spy whatever we do,
     We spy you.” 

-Wesley Withrow (lyrics and arguments by Tayen Withrow)