Pleasures of the Bendy Straw

I'm going to miss having a four year old in my house. My youngest will be five soon and with each passing day he will become harder to delight. I know this because I watched it happen with his older brother. The other day my little one had a cold drink in hand and asked for a straw. He was overjoyed to see that it was one of those that was flexible. "Oooh, a bendy straw," he said with widened eyes, as much to himself as to me. It won't be long before he will be much more difficult to please.