Me: What do you want for lunch?
Rocco: Ring Pops.
Me: No Ring Pops for lunch. What do you want?
Rocco: Pockapoes. (popsicles)
Me: That's a treat, not lunch. What do you want?
Rocco: Treats.
Me: What do you want for real?
Rocco: Pancakes.
Me: We had pancakes for breakfast. What else?
Rocco: I wanna eat grass.
Me: Nevermind.
Barefoot and in the kitchen, and starting to understand why those crazy people yell at themselves while walking down the street.
1 comment:
If Joe can have a beer for breakfast why can't Rocco have a popcicle?
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