"How about I order Indian food for dinner?" I say in an attempt to get out of cooking before we leave for our trip to Colorado.
"Awwww, no!" pleads Big Dog, suddenly not a fan of the stuff.
"Ok, what do you want?"
But before he answers Big Dog stalks off, back upstairs to find his toys.
"I know, I know," says Little Dog.
"What do you want for dinner?"
"Hot Target!" he says with a self satisfied smile.
"Hot Target?" I ask, sure that I'm not getting this one right.
"HOT Target!" he says again, crossing his arms to emphasize his point.
"What does that mean?" I ask.
"It means 'speak Spanish'" he replies, as though any sane person knows that.
"Oh, are you speaking Spanish?" I ask, still confused but trying to play along.
"No, I don't speak Spanish!" he explain to what he must think is the stupidest mom in the world.
"But you want Hot Target? Right?"
"Yes!" he nearly shouts, nodding with excitement.
And if I knew what it was, I'd be happy to comply. In the interim we'll be having Indian food.
Pasta ala Fridge
12 years ago
5 comments:
SO glad I put the drink down first.
From that translation I get that he wanted the hot sauce from the Taco Bell at Target. :)
If you ever figure it out, let us know. I'm really curious what a Hot Target is.
Ummm, hot dog?
I was hoping someone would have managed a translation... because I am very curious! :)
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