
This is how the conversation went.
Me: "Kids, what do you guys want to eat for lunch?"
Langston: "Let's go out to eat!" (This kid LOVES to eat out)
Kiefer: "I want Puh."
Daddy: "What are you? Korean?"
Kiefer: "Huh? What you talking about Daddy." (okay, he didn't really say this)
Daddy:"You're supposed to say yes."
Daddy and Me: LOL!
I guess you had to be there or 1. be Korean or 2. be married to a Korean.


On Sunday, we were at Ong Ba Noi's house when we were treated to this lovely commentary by our little rascal:
"Haha. Poo wut like hot dog! Haha. Hot dog. Tiny poop. Tiny, tiny poop. A pile! Wut! It's going in the hole!"
Sorry if this grosses you out but Grandma and I were thoroughly entertained from the kitchen.
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