I don’t often buy cheese puffs anymore, though I do love them. And….that’s probably why. I could consume a bag in one sitting if left to my own devices.
So, my kids were excited that I picked some up from the grocery for them today. I placed some on their plates for dinner. The following conversation ensued….
Me: “There are some cheese puffs for you.”
Luke: “Remember when Dad had those and they made him sick?”
Me: (Searching my memory) “No.”
Luke: “Yeah. Remember? And we had to buy him oatmeal?”
Me: “No. Seriously. What are you talking about?”
Luke: “Remember? He was sick and he had red dots all over him?”
Me (aha!): “Luke, that was chicken pox, not cheese puffs.” 😛
That’s funny! Avery calls them “chicken pops” no matter how much I try to tell her otherwise. I guess Luke thought you were going to make him sick by giving him those dangerous cheese puffs!
But I’m feeling much better now.
Oh Kerri! You made me and Patrick laugh…..or rather Luke did!!! LOL!!!!
Anne: I did realized that they each word starts with the same phonics sounds. 😛 And I honestly couldn’t believe that he really remembered it, oatmeal and everything! He was just 3.5 when that happened!
Bald Man: I think you missed a spot on your forehead.
Lynn: So glad! It was too fun not to share. 😛
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