This morning, Eliav discovered the ice cream cones that I bought last night. He tried to insist that he had to have ice cream for breakfast. Negotiating with him, I explained that he could certainly have an ice cream cone the second that he got home from school today. He thought about it for a second and (shockingly) agreed.
So, then, I said “Ok buddy. Let’s shake on it.”
I put out my hand, getting ready to shake, only to find him vigorously shaking his whole body around and smiling at me as if our agreement had, thus, been sealed.