qotd

while deciding what to play over breakfast this morning, E announced that there was a bakery truck that needed fixing - which means we are all to take to the couch to "fix" it with E's tools.

Pat commented that a bakery truck is his version of a party bus. E of course inquired "why?".
Pat replied with a list of tasty treats... "'cause there is cakes". E responds "yum".
"& cookies"
"yum"
"& cupcakes"
"yum"
"& danishes"
"blech!"


I intervene with surprise, "did you say yuck to danishes?"
E explains, "of course mama, papa said ANUSES. anuses are not yummy"
Hysterically laughing I explain, "buddy, papa said danishes, like the pastry with fruit & frosting"
E, "oh yeah, yeah, I thought papa was talking about my booty"!