Michael: “What’s for dinner, daddy?”
Daddy: “Nachos.”
Michael: “Yummy! I love nachos! What are nachos?”
Daddy: “Taco meat, tortilla chips, salsa, other stuff if you like.”
Michael: “No cheese?”
Daddy: “Not for you. I know better than that.”
Michael: “It’s like a taco?”
Daddy: “Basically. It’s a taco in another form. A deconstruction.”
(brief pause)
Michael: “You know, ‘nacho’ is Spanish for ‘taco’.”
Daddy, laughing: “Oh, is that right? It’s Spanish?”
Michael: “Yes. Daddy, I’m really serious about this.”
Daddy: “All righty then.”
Proudly powered by
February 6th, 2010 - 8:26 am
Thanks for the smile and chuckles.
(MD) De nada.
February 6th, 2010 - 9:29 am
Michael is so cute, especially when he is serious!
(MD) There’s nothing funnier than a serious kid.
February 6th, 2010 - 10:10 am
That’s pretty funny, have you been letting him watch Jim Gaffigan’s bit about working in a Mexican restaurant?
(MD) Nah; Jim Gaffigan calls Michael up for material.
February 7th, 2010 - 12:25 am
Michael makes me smile. Thanks.
(MD) He makes me laugh too, but sometimes it’s a crying sort of laugh.
February 7th, 2010 - 5:48 am
Funny! Hope Michael loved his nachos.
(MD) I think he did. Would have enjoyed them more if he liked cheese, though. Everything’s better with cheese.
February 7th, 2010 - 12:10 pm
I see this as an opportunity to teach Michael some REAL Spanish, he is at an age when language is supposed to be easier.
He might surprise you and I’M SERIOUS!
Love, the other grandmother
(MD) We’ll see. I’d like to see him learn to read English first.