"Daddy, tomorrow for dinner, can we have subway sandwiches?"
My son Aidan made this unusual request shortly after returning from the family camping trip. It was unusual because while our family will opt for takeout fairly regularly, it's usually pizza, sometimes burgers, and occasionally sushi. But subs? We had never had those as a family before.
Yet for some unknown reason, he really wanted a meatball sub.
"Maybe," I responded. More because it was bedtime, and I didn't want to get into a prolonged discussion about sandwiches.
My kids know that when I say "maybe", that's really what it means: the chances of it happening are neither impossible nor certain. But that response was enough, and he went to bed happy.
I thought my son would have forgotten about his sandwich request the next morning, but he's my kid, so I should have known better.
"Daddy, can we have subs for dinner tonight?"
This time, I replied, "There's a chance."
Yet a short time later, I overheard Aidan telling his sister, "Daddy said there's a good chance we can have subs for dinner!"
"Hold on, there," I interjected, "I said there's a chance. I didn't say there was a good chance."