A Conversation with Henry

While we drove to school this morning I told Henry that I signed him up for an indoor soccer class starting in April.
"What's that?" He asked. This is one of his favorite questions, often followed by, "How that happened?" It's curious and wonderful and exhausting.
"Soccer", I say. "You know soccer. Remember about a month ago you and Daddy and Walter attended one class, there were lots of kids and lots of balls, and you didn't really engage. Do you remember?" (Unfortunately due to his variety of illnesses, he never continued attending and we sort of gave up with the plan to start again in the spring term.)
"Uh huh."
"Did you like it?"
"Yes," he replies.
"Do you want to do it again?"
"No."
Great.