Wednesday, July 01, 2009

3 Soft Tacos


This morning as Ben was getting ready to leave for work, Johnathan came and asked me for his phone (aka - the baby monitor), and said he was going to work with daddy. He proceeded to put on my shoes and then slung and empty black backpack over his shoulder just like daddy. He had his shoes, his bag and his phone - he was ready to walk out the door (and got a little upset when he learned he couldn't go).

The other day, he was cruising around the backyard in his little red car and told me he was going to the gas station. He went by the pool (aka gas station) and then told me he was headed to Walmart. After Walmart, he swung by my chair and yelled out the window "3 coft cacos". It took me a minute but I realized he was asking for 3 soft tacos. And thus my once a week guilty pleasure lunch drive thru trip to Taco Bell was revealed - though for the record - I only get 2.

1 comment:

The Mulcahys said...

ha! I love this story, Drew used to push his car around the house saying he was going to Applebee's to get boneless buffalo wings - busted!