We are all standing at the kitchen island, a vast taco bar spread before us.
"Hey kids, we are having chicken tacos for dinner. What do you want on yours?
Sour cream?
Cheese?
Salsa?
Guacamole?"
"Mom, I just want chicken," says Jackson.
"Me too, Mom," says Lilly. "And no tortilla, just chicken."
"Same here," says Jackson. "No tortilla."
If I looked puzzled at this point, it's because I'm not quite sure what they were describing.
"Well without the toppings, that's not a taco. You are just eating chicken."
They just looked at me. Then at each other. Then back at me.
"We just want chicken tacos without anything on them and no tortilla."
"Right. I think that's called 'chicken."
"But Mom, you said we were having tacos!"
At which point my brain got up and walked out the back door.
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3 comments:
Hysterical.
It sounds like they love Mexican food.
Our kids clearly have the same refined culinary skills.
I am always so glad on taco night I wasted all that time chopping up all the toppings and put it all out in cute little bowls.
Hey,
I found your blog and love it! I am also a "runner mom" and adore baking! Bring on cupcakes, cookies...you name it and I will eat it!
Anyway, thanks for the fun reading. My 5-year old LOVES taco night, but he prefers the meat to be topped with cucumbers, green peppers, and cheese. I have no idea how we came up with that, other than I think he requested those toppings the first time I made them for him. He was quite disappointed that Taco Bell does not see taco fixins the same way he does!
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