When the kids were born they told me to talk or read to them as suitable forms of entertaining us both. They said it didn’t matter what I said but how I said it. This is still true, for the most part, ten years later.
Observe a situation in which we are pressed for time and out of food, save two pieces of pizza. Not usually enough for two growing boys but apply the tone of voice rule and…
N – (disappointed) There’s only one piece?
Me – (excitedly) Yeah but no that’s all of it!
He thinks a mo, then turns to his brother and happily says “Hey Riley we got the last ones.