Me: Hey, you asleep?
Him: Mmm, what, what's wrong?
Me: I was thinking about something and I wanted to talk to you about it.
Him: (Sitting up, rubbing eyes to shake off the sleep) What's going on?
Me: I feel.....that I can confidently say.....that if I never ate a raisin again I could be OK with that.
Me: Seriously. I think it was the diaper raisins that did it. Once you've seen those babies come out the other end of your child looking exactly as they did when they went in the other side, you're pretty much off that particular food stuff. Now, I think I could manage to eat them in a cookie if I was hard pressed, but for the most part I'm done. I am done with raisins.
Him: Can I go back to sleep now? Or did you have another fruit manifesto that you would like to share?
Me: No that's it. Though we could debate corn, that's another sticky wicket of "same in, same out" foodstuff to maybe avoid.
Him: Goodnight!Next night...there was a raisin on my pillow at bedtime.