Last night difficult child actually was o.k. with going Chinese. When the meal was over, I handed a fortune cookie to each of the five of us at the table. difficult child's was something on the line of facing life's demands. He reads it and says, "well that fits me." I asked to read it and as I read it out loud, he says, "Ohhhhhh. I thought it said demons". My detached side is ROFL.